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Now, I am going to do my best to describe the trip down to Houston. Where to start... One last, "to Infinity and Beyond" pose and off we go. For a few minutes. (Teachers, please forgive my run-ons. I know one when I see one.) Immediately, Monica needs water. I mean, as we leave the gate. Marsha had already asked "who is a member of the itty-bitty bladder club?'" I admitted a junior membership, Monica said NOTHING! We are in two cars, Marsha's suburban, my hybrid Camry. I have Monica.
We can go for hours! Not exactly. We got to Mansfield. Water, large diet cokes, bathroom breaks, banana, cheese: We're off! To Corsicana. Monica is hungry. (Really? bathroom, large waters, large cokes, salads, at Jack in the Box.) Ok, now we can get going. We do. To Centerville. Joe had brought walkie-talkies for the fun of it. "Breaker, breaker, we need a break." We stop at Woody's for the world's best jerky and a bathroom. Monica insists we must stop at Buckees" 30 minutes down I 45 "for the experience." (She had actually told me that they have the largest bathroom in Texas. I am beginning to worry about this girl.) All this time, Monica is certain I am going to kill her with my driving. As she talks to the father of her children, I grab the phone and before I say anything he says, "welcome to my world, just threaten to throw her out." A couple of more stops, Houston rush hour on I45 (I grew up here, can take it) we arrive (7 1/2 hours.) Throw our bags in rooms, rush to "happy hour" dinner in the lobby, relax and talk for two more hours. The best comment of the day from Joe Morris: "Monica, you do realize the flight is at least 1 1/2 hours, maybe 2. Can you make it?" Ladies and gentlemen, I just may make it on that plane after all. By the way, this was a great day.
We are all so excited for you folks! This is something we have just seen in newspapers/magazines...and here you go! Lyle promised to carry a bust of Shakespeare onto the jet with him (didn't he tell you, Marsha?), just so I could see pictures of him (the Bard) floating around and I can say, "See, boys and girls? Shakespeare is EVERYwhere!"
ReplyDeleteOh, Monica I feel for you (Peggy here is your chance), but I can best you, I have the smallest bladder known to mankind. AND Peggy, nice blogging, you rock!
ReplyDeleteMae
Okay...7 1/2 hours on a 4 hour trip; and I thought I was bad with the potty breaks. Hopefully when MizCroz and I hit the road for Houston next week I won't delay with too many stops. However, that worlds largest bathroom sounds weirdly interesting:)Ha,Ha:) What a great group of people you all are!!! Joe is very blessed to be in your company.
ReplyDeleteBlessings,
Laura Morris--blessed to be Joe's wife
I've never commented on a blog before, this is kinda fun.
Can't wait to hear more of this trip! Sounds like a fabulous time!!
ReplyDeleteMichelle Shepherd
Peg & Joe....I TOLD YOU ABOUT MONICA. She was born to be in the Middle School! Thanks for the blog, have fun everyone!!!
ReplyDeleteGonzo
I am SO excited we get to follow along! Have so much fun!! Our family is thinking of you all!(we miss you too!)
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