We hit Denver, stopped at a Wal-mart to get rations. It wasn’t a supercenter so we couldn’t get groceries so we settled on Subway and some mountain dew and pepsi cans in anticipation of our long night of driving. I took over the driving so Lindsay could nap and be ready for her later driving shift. She got in the back so I had Beth up front with me. Now these are the times that she really is my goddaughter. She automatically took over DJing on my ipod…which was a little more heavy on the Jonas Brothers but otherwise identical to my DJing skills. She has music ADD just like me, meaning she can’t go through a whole song without switching it to the next. Her favorite song is “I Like Big Butts”, which she loves to play so we all dance and sing along like crazy fools. We’ve also done Baby by Justin Bieber a few hundred times and she has adopted my sweet hand motions in the car. We played “Send it On” by Disney’s Friends for Change which involves me doing a lot of swaying with my hands and “sending it on”. We had crossed into Nebraska and despite their sign indicating it was “the good life”, the driving was quite boring so entertaining ourselves was necessary. Beth got a kick out of us being goofy and singing along. I set the cruise control for 80 on highway 80… the speed limit is 75… but I was still going slower than most of traffic. Despite my recent speeding ticket I have a hard time being the slowest one on the road. Genetics I think. The day of my speeding ticket I felt like a dog that had just been punished, every time I moved over so someone could pass me, I felt like I had my tail between my legs in shame.
Beth and I were singing and cruising.. she was playing a mix of Jo Bros, Kesha, Counting Crows, and Fall Out Boy. Beth played Battlefield and suddenly Lindsay started screaming along. Lindsay had gotten stuck in the backseat as her feet were up in the air and her butt was stuck. Close quarters. So we were cruising, and singing, and screaming, and dancing like a bunch of crazy girls. That’s how you survive a roadtrip after all. This is standard Brittany and Lindsay driving, but I think Beth had fun being goofy with the girls. Sometimes when you have brothers you can’t let loose around them without being made fun of. No holds bar here…sing off key all you want. Since we don’t shower, the car has turn into the place where we can sing. I had turned the music down so Lindsay could sleep and Beth promptly told me to “turn it up, you’re a buzzkill”. I about died.
We cruised and sang for a while… playing some pretty girl rock and a mix of everything. Nebraska was kind of smelly, and just flat… no good life here. We got near Lincoln when we started seeing the sky light up with fireworks. Happy 4th of July weekend. When we got near Omaha and it had gotten dark.. we decided it was time to serenade Beth in our favorite midnight cruising song… the one and only Celine Dion…. We sang probably our best performance of the trip… It was all coming back to us now.. in full force. Beth covered her ears. I was almost out of breathe from singing so hard. Hilarity.
We switched drivers and I got in the backseat. I curled up in a ball in attempts to sleep so I could drive the twilight shift. We crossed into Iowa and I fell asleep. I slept for about 2 hours, but woke up cause my neck was stiff from the way I was packed in the car. When we stopped for gas, I offered to drive since I was awake because “I slept like a unicorn”. I really meant “I slept like an accordian”. It was like 2 am..... oops. I napped in and out but by 4 I was awake. We crossed into Illinois… and then Beth woke up. We told her to go back to bed but she claimed to have slept 5 hours and there was no use arguing…she could sleep when we got to my house and in the car on the way to gram’s. Since we were all up, we had another godmother singalong… throwing down some 4 am St. Lunatics.
We got to DeKalb and we switched drivers again. I took us the last hour and a half to my house… watching a beautiful sunrise over scenic Naperville. Both Lindsay and I were sort of melancholy…after 30 days on the road…we were back in the Midwest. It had gone so fast… but what an awesome 30 days… I can’t even remember all we’ve done and seen.. but all good things must end they say. And we have a little vacation on the lake to look forward to. That should ease the post road trip blues. That and hot showers and comfy beds. We got home and were greeted by my mom who had been out doing errands (at 6:30 am…she’s crazy), who had bought us donuts. Lindsay and Beth took my bed and I crashed in my moms. Back home.
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