Tennessee Trip Day Diez y Once (10 and 11)

It's not that I forgot to blog yesterday.

It's that I had absolutely no internet, and so I really had no WAY of blogging.

Yesterday we left Tennessee.
For those of you that asked, we were in Huntingdon, TN. That's where my grandparents live.

I stayed in the hotel room all day on Saturday, as you all know.
I thought when I went to sleep that night, I'd wake up and feel better.
Ha. Hahaha. Ha.
Yeah, God had other plans for me.

I woke up shivering and unable to swallow without immense pain. But luckily, my mom pumped me full of pills and we packed up the car and left.
We drove up to see my grandparents, and I gave them a wave goodbye.
They're very old, and I'm sure the flu wouldn't do them any good. I wasn't going to risk it.

We drove on and on, hoping to get to Okahoma City.
Which is exactly where we made it to.
We stayed at a Best Western, which we were very hesitant to do.
They used to be our favorite chain, but every time we stayed at one on this trip, something was wrong with it.
The first one? The air conditioning was god-awful loud.
The second one? The electricity went out, and it was over-priced.
And this last one? The air condition was GOD-AWFUL LOUD.

First we were excited when we walked in the room. They had told us it was a $130 dollar room, but we got a special rate, and so it was knocked down to $75.
Score, right?
We walk in, and it's niiiice.But of course, looks are just for show. That night, trying to fall asleep, the air conditioner kept us awake the entire time.
I woke up from my 5 minutes of sleep hoping I felt better.
Except the crippling stomach pain and massive migraine told me nope, I wasn't better.
I had real trouble in the car, but eventually the meds kicked in and I felt a little better.
Gotta love those meds.

We stopped at a massive Indian store, and I picked up a few little gifts for friends.
I can't tell you what I got Izzy, because she reads my blog and they're a surprise.
But I got Drew some chocolate rocks.
Those things are freaking delicious. I figured he'd like them.

Then we stopped somewhere else and I bought my dad some fudge, and I bought Travis a small gift.

Then I went to sleep, felt totally nauseous, and we had to stop at a hotel.
So we're in the hotel now, and mom is out getting us Denny's. I'm just getting a salad.

Wanna see something cute?
Here's Tiffany after we drugged her for the car ride this morning:Her poor little tongue just would not stay in her mouth, no matter how hard she tried.

Now we're in Grants, New Mexico. We'll be back home tomorrow.
I'm having chest pains.
Fun.

Tennessee Trip Day 3 + 3 + 3 = 9

I have the flu.

Mother fudger.

I woke up this morning very early, and my chiggers on my feet were itching to the point of keeping me awake.
I tried to just stay awake, since sleeping wasn't an option.
I walked down to the continental breakfast and got a fruit cup and a bowl for my Special K.
I was so tired, and my guts were really sore.
I went back to the room, ate my fruit cup, and then laid back down.

I went to sleep, woke up again, and my guts were killing me.
I did my business, but I realized that I couldn't stay awake while I was sitting there.
I had to keep going back and forth between the toilet and sleepy-town.

Eventually after I woke up again, I realized something wasn't right.
My throat was so sore that it hurt to swallow. (still does).
My joints were so stiff that any small movement caused a lot of pain.
Even though I had turned off the air conditioner, I was freezing.
The coldness made my joints hurt even more.
But I was also burning up.

My mom was at my grandparent's house, so I called her and told her I felt sick.
She came back and gave me Dayquil, a pain killer, and a Gas-x.
I'm feeling a little better right now, but I know when those start wearing off I'll be back in pain.
Perfect thing to happen the day before we leave for Vegas, right?

Tennesse Trip Day E8ght

CHIGGERS CHIGGERS CHIGGERS CHIGGERS OH GOD THE CHIGGERS

OH GOD THEY ITCH
OH GOD MAKE THEM STOP
JESUS CHRIST AND A BEAN BURRITO

My uncle calls them "chigros".
"Because that's politically correct!"
Get it?
Well I laughed.

I hate chiggers.
My feet are so itchy right now. I have see 4 chigger bites.
For those of you unaware of what chiggers are, they're little spider type bugs that bite your skin, form a straw in your skin, and liquify your skin tissues and eat it.
And it itches like HELL.

We had our party today, and we spread my uncle's ashes.
I'm going to post pictures of it soon, but for tonight, I sleep!

Tennessee Trip Day Se7en

Today I decided to sleep in, which was quickly interrupted by a nice little ambush by Sean, Joey, and Michael.

We watched Grease, and then we went to town and got Joey a haircut.
I bought Izzy a present to wear with her birthday dress at her party on the 28th.
Hopefully she likes it. I showed it to Sean and he said that he thought it would match nicely.

Then we went to a Mexican restaurant. "La Cocina."
I pronounced it Co-cheena. Sean said "No no no no, it's Co-SEEna."
I said fine, whaaaatever.
I sure look enthused, right?
Greeeat, mexican food.
I've been trying to stay healthy as best I could on this trip.
I ordered a salad and one taco, and stuck to that.

And so Sean then forced me to eat a hot fudge sundae.
Thanks for ruining the happiness I felt for sticking to health.
Woo, I'm a fatty now.
You see, my eating disorder (which I freely admit to) is ridiculous.
If I eat one unhealthy meal in a day, I feel so riddled with guilt that I can barely think of anything else.
I had a burger and fries yesterday, and for dinner I had a HUGE salad with a few little pieces of fried onion.
I almost cried myself to sleep.

Of course, I have such a thin body that any amount of food that isn't the size of a pea makes me swell up huge.
And then I end up dropping it again.
I actually popped 5 vegetable laxatives tonight to try and help move that along.
(They're mild, so 5 is not actually that many. The suggested serving thing is 8. I'm like SCREW THAT.)
Anyway, so then we came back to the hotel and swam.
I also got the chance to hold little baby Wren. Isn't she the sweetest?She almost never cries. I held her up in the air and went "Booga booga" and she laughed and laughed.
All I really have to do is smile at her and she gets a huge grin on her face.Afterward I decided to redo my makeup, putting a crap-ton of emphasis on my eyes.
Buh-bam baby, blue!We went over to Lala and Sugar's (grandparents) house, ate pizza (yay guilt) and cake (I didn't have any BECAUSE OF the guilt).
Cody was there, and he seemed to find a way to be in any room I was in.
I walk in to talk to my bro and nephews?
He decides to bounce on in and talk about some bands he likes.
I go outside to play with my little niece Daisy and catch fireflies?
He comes outside to "chat" with Joey.
So anytime I want to go over to Joey, I have to be right there with Cody.
I hate him, the crafty little bastard.

My little 2 year old nephew Catcher did the cutest thing.
Cody knelt down and said "Come here Catch!"
Catcher went running at it and... right past him.
I was laughing so hard on the inside thinking "Go Catch, get away from the child molester!"

While we were catching fireflies, I also caught a little froggy.
Daisy and I named it Frederic.
Then we ran off to my Uncle Ricky's and let all the little kids (Like 10 of them) play with our fireworks.
We would let them hold them while we lit them, and then say throw them quick!
(They're the kind you're SUPPOSED to do that with.)
We got Roman Candles and bottle rockets.
It was a grand ol' time.

I would've taken pictures, except I was too busy yelling "GET AWAY FROM THE BOX WITH THE SPARKLERS" at all the kids.
They always wound up holding their sparklers over the box of fireworks.
It was a heart attack and a half.
Plus now my left ear is constantly ringing because I lit a bottle rocket, and right as it's about to go off, one of the kids, Oscar, goes running straight towards it.
I reach out, shove him out of the way, putting myself right next to it, and POW, the thing shoots off.
It didn't hit me, but the deafening screech from it did some damage.

The first freakin' sparkler we lit wound up getting smashed into little Fisher's face.
We were lucky that it was RIGHT before it started sparking, or else the fun would've stopped right there for the night.
Which would've sucked, because I spent 40 bucks on those fireworks.

That's been it for the day. Tomorrow is the big Anniversary party, so I'll have plenty to talk about.
It's also the scattering of Pat's ashes.
Once we get back from that, I'll blog.

Tennessee Trip Day VI

Today was an interesting and very busy day.

I decided that I was sick of being locked up in the hotel room because Mr. F-Face was at my grandparents house.
I don't deserve to have my vacation ruined because that little c-muncher is back in my life.

He was told not to talk to me, and I saw him today for the first time since I was 8 years old.
He never said one word to me.
But that little f-face was slick.
He waited until my nephews got into town, and when they came in I was standing with them.
He walked over to them to shake their hands, and very deliberately brushed his hand against me.
I went into the other room shaking, and I haven't been much better for the rest of the day.

My brother Doug is here with his wife Angie and their kids, and Sean and Joey and Michael, my brother Thom's kids, are here too.
We went swimming together, and I snapped one picture.That's my nephew Sean.
Before he threw me into the pool 50 times.

Then we went to lunch at this place called the Mallard cafe.

Now we're back at the hotel, and we're all hanging out and talking and chilling out. It's of course midnight, and Tiffany is terrified.
So she's in my lap right now. First she was laying with Sean.

Since it's so late, this will be a short post. But first, a cute story from the day.
My little nephew Fisher is 6, so he's still in that little cute phase.
He came running into our hotel room and he said "I... I gotta use your bathroom. Can I use your bathroom?"
And Joey, my nephew that's my age, yelled at him "NO!"
Fisher gasped with this horrified look on his face.
Then Joey said "Just kidding bud, go ahead."
Fisher started laughing while doing the peepee dance mid-run to the bathrom. "Hahaha, thas a funny joke."

A few minutes later, we hear banging and yelling coming from the bathroom. "I'M STUCK I CAN'T GET OUT I'M STUCK HELP I CAN'T GET OUT HEEEELP!"
Apparently we learned tonight that the bathroom door sticks.

But nonetheless, it's a hilarious sticky door.Me and my nephew Joey

Tiffany has been so afraid of everyone being here that she's stayed on my lap, without force, all night.

Tennessee Trip Day V

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Tennessee Trip Day 4

We made it to my grandparent's in Huntingdon today.

And guess what?
The hotel has wifi.
Score!

I also found Diet Coke made with Splenda.
I was all excited until I drank a can and realized it still had sodium.
But you win some, you lose some.
I'd rather have no calories and carbs and a little sodium with no aspartame.

My skin has cleared up a little bit, which is super helpful.
I get to sleep in, which is FREAKING EXCITING.
We've been doing the 6:30 dash every morning for the past 3 days.

I also found out that the prick that molested me has decided to come to town to my grandparents.
I told my mom that if he's there, I won't be going anywhere near that house.
And it's true. Because if that mother f*cker ever gets near me, I'll tell him what a mother f*cker he is.
I even told my mom that. In that exact sentence. And while usually the "f" word would get me slapped, my mom hates that weasel so much that she completely understand where my feelings are coming from.
That bastard took away happy memories of my family, and took away my ability to be carefree.
Now I have to be on edge, and have post traumatic stress.
Tomorrow the bastard gets in at 10:30, and I don't know if he's going to go by my grandparent's house, so I'm going to stay at the hotel for a while.
That means I'll have more time to sit down and really blog.
Bet you can't wait, right?

I commented ya'll, so I'm out for the night! It's been a tiring few days!