I did it winter break of my freshman year of college. I rambled insane nonsense to my dad as they put me under. Just as we got home, the anesthetic started wearing off everywhere but my tongue... so I was in horrendous pain but couldn’t really maneuver my tongue to swallow the big Vicodin pill. I was so woozy and…
Alycia
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You’re doing this whole intervention thing wrong...
> “Well, actually...”
We just like to tell people it rains all the time so they don’t move here. Shhhh!
This isn’t gonna win, but damn it, I’m gonna share. I got my license at 16 and the next winter break, we decided to drive my grandmother down to see her cousin in Pensacola. Grandpa and my father stayed home. So it was a just us girls trip with my mom, her mom and my sister and me. We typically stay overnight in…
Not the WHOLE vacation, just the trip there...
Pacific Coast Highway. 1974 Cadillac Eldorado. No brakes.
Thanks. The more details I offer, the more tragic it sounds, which is just ridiculous. (As in, he died the day after my parents’ wedding anniversary, the funeral was the day before my birthday, and I had to go to all my classes during the first week of school with a note asking to excuse my absence later that week so…
A veritable haiku of teenage angst.
ooh! Ooh! My mom’s family is from S. Florida, so “family vacation” always meant “visit Gramma and Grampa in Ft. Lauderdale. Cool. It has a beach! My grandparents live like, on the damn beach so my brother and I would jump out of the car, throw on a swim suit and run head long into the water on a semi public-ish beach…
Something similar happened to me, only it was my cousin, who for some reason was fed an adult-sized portion of port wine cheese before a long car ride (he was 5 or six). He fell into a cheese coma, rolled over on me, muttered ‘silly pancake,’ then puked up his adult-sized portion of port wine cheese all over me.
We went to Orlando for a week and then right after our parents told us they were getting a divorce. Wompwomp.
I got nothing. But one of my most treasured possessions is a postcard from when my two insane adult sisters got to go on vacation with my parents and I sat at home sulking. They filled up a postcard with chirpy passive aggressive “wish you were here having all the fun!” bs and gave it to my awesone dad to mail. It…
The parents rented a lovely little seaside cottage in Cornwall for the family. Loaded up the car, dropped the dog of at nan’s and drove for hours to get there. We finally arrive and the landlord turns up immediatly to tell us the police had been in contact with him (pre-cell phones we’d left where we were staying with…
It’s summer and my dad is presenting at a conference in Hilton Head, SC. I am dragged along, even though it is during my 17th birthday. As a 17 year old I am already pissed at my parents taking me away from my friends, instead of letting me stay at home alone(so I can throw a House Party rager!) The evening of my…
It was the summer and we were moving from Phoenix, AZ to Chicago, IL. We drove in a mini-van with a broken radio. I was shoved in the back seat, re-reading the same books, unable to move much because my mother’s gigantic plants in their huge terra cotta pots were stuck back there with me.
I thought it was a travel water dish for a dog.
I don’t care if he’s the second coming of Hank Williams or the love child of Patsy Cline and Flavor Flav, this shit is AWFUL. Like so much of contemporary country music nowadays.
Look let he who has not coerced sex from people in a disaster area cast the first stone. Wait wait shit let me get a stone too guys god damn it.