Anxiety...

It's 12:09 am. I woke up about 30 minutes ago, literally flailing around in my bed like Moby Dick. I have so many thoughts in my brain that I pushed into the back of my head because of Thanksgiving (which was great by the way, I think I ate more brussel sprouts than anyone ever has in one sitting), and in my dream world they all announced themselves as my primary concern.

WOOF.

I don't know when we are leaving, haven't worked out details with my friends we are staying with (which is fine but I need to remember to contact them instead of showing up on their steps like 2 poorly dressed sinning Mormons, or good looking crack addicts selling magazine subscriptions), have no idea what to pack, realized in Dream World that tomorrow is Black Friday and any time I try to buy things is going to be Hell for me, I only have one pair of jeans (PROBLEM), and I have to work tomorrow...today (2 jobs, 2 cities, 7 hours).

What the fuck am I going to wear when my jeans get frumpy after 2 or 3 days? I refuse to do laundry on this trip!!!! Maybe.

So I decided to organize my thoughts, and I figured I should do it in blog form. Why not? I have a blog now. I can publicly write whatever I want.

After I wrote that last line, my computer died, so I went downstairs to get the cord, ate a brussel sprout, took a sip of egg nog straight out of the carton, and then looked at facebook for 10 minutes, reading about all the things people are thankful for and how fat they are now.

Whatever.

Here are my thoughts.

1. Start packing now, hopefully anxiety will decrease. Consult 2 page list of ideas of things to pack. Highlights include: headlamp, febreeze, and vodka nips.

2. Do a giant load of laundry.

3. Try on all the clothes I own. This is both practical and fun. I have one pair of jeans that actually fits, and I am glad I discovered this today instead of being under the illusion of owning multiple pairs of jeans that fit. I started this earlier, and then things got crazy when I started walking around wearing dresses like I would actually wear one to a non-formal event. Never. It was helpful, however, in finding out how many clothes I could wear at this time last year, but couldn't wear publicly now if I was paid.

4. Contact Brynne (probably in the morning) and discuss plans. Where are we picking up the rental car? What time are we leaving? Things like that...minor details.

5. Ask Carol again if she will drive me to the rental place (which is at an unknown location in Brockton). Last time she said, "Oh. Ick. Will I get lost??" If she does, I'm pulling a Scott for Christmas and getting her a Tom-Tom. Because once lost, always lost.

For every person who is wondering, a few years ago, while cruising around hungover in my Buick Century, I got lost in New Hampshire for 4 hours trying to get from Plymouth to Sunapee, and didn't have cell service most of the time. I stopped more times than I can count to ask for directions at weird little gas stations and country stores, but I could never find the highway. My windshield wipers and fluid didn't work and I had to keep getting out and wiping down the windshield when it got too dirty. Somehow, I made it, and upon arrival, I was able to snowboard for appx. 3 hours(1/2 day ticket!!) and was made fun of relentlessly for getting lost. Upon departure from Sunapee, my Dad gave me $60, told me to square away the windshield situation, and later bought me a GPS for my birthday. I am happy to say I promptly spent the $60 on alcohol (because that's what it was really for), and I still use the GPS today. It rarely steers me wrong. Thanks Dad!

6. Contact Adunola and Nick and make sure we are still on for Saturday and Sunday nights, and how to get to their residences. Jessup, MD and Louisville, KY here we come! Whether you are expecting us or not.

7. Buy these things from a store: TRAIL MIX. BREAD. TURKEY. SELTZER WATER. REGULAR WATER IN GIANT GALLON SIZE. CHEESE. CRACKERS. GRANOLA BARS. APPLES.

8. Figure out how to make mix CDs on a laptop that doesn't have a Disc drive-what was I thinking? I can't figure out how to work a Classic ipod. I'm a CDs for life kind of gal.

9. Go to the bank, and transfer money, because otherwise I will be back here in one day.

10. Do homework. This is something I struggle with daily. I have a lot to do, and I know I probably won't do it, until 2 weeks from now when everything will be due. Sadly, if I don't turn in anything, I will probably still pass the class.



OK, I think I have rambled quite enough. I am going to get started on my list. While listening to "Texas and Tennessee" by Lucero on repeat.

Hope everyone is sleeping soundly out there in the world. I feel like I just consumed 12 cups of hyper-caf coffee from Cumby's.

I wish all of you a stress-free, fun filled Black Friday. Tomorrow, we drive.

-Katherine

Thanksgiving.

Hello internet world of friends,

I've decided to have a blog for this trip. I hope you enjoy all of my ranting and raving posts as Brynne and I travel from the glorious city of Brockton, Massachusetts to New Orleans, Louisiana. It is a short trip in the grand scheme of things, but will be a marvelous adventure for us both, as we cross state lines to celebrate Brynne's journey into true adulthood, as she reaches 30 years of age.

This being said, I will note that Brynne publicly announced last night that a 19 year old boy told her that she is the "best looking older woman in the club."

So, hopefully this blog will be a good source of documentation of our birthday-celebration road trip, and will live on in the internet world for us to forget about and re-visit when I turn 30(4.5 years after Brynne). At least someone still has their youth...but Brynne's got the potential to be the newest cougar on the block. Look out world, the hottest older woman in the club is about to travel.

Being Thanksgiving and all, I would like to state that I am thankful for having good looking older friends. I am also thankful that we still have our licenses and car insurance.

Here we are with some of our friends in Southie last year-Giant Road Cone and Scooby Doo.

Happy eating, living, and drinking.


-Katherine