Sinclare
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- May 28, 2003
- Messages
- 525
Got going bright and early, took a nice long nap (as my parents were driving). We met up with my sister and headed down the long road to Orlando. After another nice long nap we stopped at McDonalds to eat some breakfast (and let the kids stretch a little since they had one of those indoor playgrounds).
Well, I sat down and was getting my son's breakfast ready but while opening his orange juice (one of those foil pull covers on McDee's OJ), the preasure releases and suddenly my firm grip turns into a crushing grip. OJ from my neck all the way down to my dripping wet socks.... Not a good sign but hey I'm going to Florida so I shake it off. Next I go to get his pancakes ready.... Yep, you would think I would have learned my lesson about those darn pull tap covers.. syurp all the way down covering the already sticky OJ. My mother tries to get me to sit and finish until I give the ultimatium that I'm sticky and can barely move. After fetching me some fresh clothes from the firmly packed "trunk" I try my best to change in the bathroom but it's just too crowded. So with everyone passing by lay down in the back of the truck and change clothes. Problem solved, time to go.
Next stop we need gas so everyone piles out of the crowded truck and I throw my pillow (brought from home) on top so I can get out. After the gas and a little stretching we pull out onto the main highway. Just then my eye spies something fall off the back of the truck and I realize my pillow is missing... STOP! Jump out, run past hitchiker, grab pillow away from darting cars, run back... Not a good sign...
Finally made it as far as we could and got a motel, time for day 2.
Well, I sat down and was getting my son's breakfast ready but while opening his orange juice (one of those foil pull covers on McDee's OJ), the preasure releases and suddenly my firm grip turns into a crushing grip. OJ from my neck all the way down to my dripping wet socks.... Not a good sign but hey I'm going to Florida so I shake it off. Next I go to get his pancakes ready.... Yep, you would think I would have learned my lesson about those darn pull tap covers.. syurp all the way down covering the already sticky OJ. My mother tries to get me to sit and finish until I give the ultimatium that I'm sticky and can barely move. After fetching me some fresh clothes from the firmly packed "trunk" I try my best to change in the bathroom but it's just too crowded. So with everyone passing by lay down in the back of the truck and change clothes. Problem solved, time to go.
Next stop we need gas so everyone piles out of the crowded truck and I throw my pillow (brought from home) on top so I can get out. After the gas and a little stretching we pull out onto the main highway. Just then my eye spies something fall off the back of the truck and I realize my pillow is missing... STOP! Jump out, run past hitchiker, grab pillow away from darting cars, run back... Not a good sign...
Finally made it as far as we could and got a motel, time for day 2.