We had to stop the car 5 times for bathroom breaks. This was all within the first 2 hours of leaving Fort Worth. I quit counting after the 5th time.
67 or more- The number of times we heard, "Are we there yet? What's taking so long? Where are we?"
The long car ride made the kids invent some interesting games. At one point, I heard my sweet #2 child yell, "Mommy, I caught the devil." Um, yeah, Todd and I were speechless too. At this point, we tried to tune into a radio station (our tape deck was broken).
Well, all we could pick up was rap music. Who would have guessed since we were on highway 281, which is total Texas country land. Anyway, we jammed out to "Whoomp there it is." Good times.
We could only handle a rap or two so after that, Todd and I decided we should probably talk to each other. Strengthen our bonds of marriage or whatever. This is how most conversations started.
Me: "I think I might want to be a body builder."
Todd: "Wow - that's scary!"
Me: "What - Why?"
Todd: "You on Roids - yikes."
Todd: "Just when you think you've met all the cool people in the world, you meet more cool people."
Me: (I didn't respond, just trying to figure out what in the world he was talking about since we were in the middle of nowhere looking at cows and wheat)
I notice that the liner on the outside of the windshield started flapping up on the passengers side where I was sitting. We were going 80 mph. Thinking I could be facing death soon I ask Todd,
Me: "Do you think the windshield is going to crash in?"
Todd: "Doesn't matter, we have insurance."
I was only slightly offended.
After all this great bonding we decided to just look out the window. Only 6 hours left.