Saturday was our first driving day. We were on the road from 8:30 AM to 7:00 PM (add an hour for time change to central). I made sandwiches on the dashboard while my mom drove, called out every Cracker Barrell (there are only a billion or so), and continued my reread of the Harry Potter septilogy.
At the end of our first day of driving, my mother and I arrived in a small town in Tennessee just outside of Nashville called Bell Buckle. My uncle, Myron, has lived here for several years because it is close to the cancer center he frequents as he continues to battle Multiple Myeloma - there is a distinct possibility that I have spelled that incorrectly.
Anyway, I have gotten to meet his wife, Rezza, finally. As some of you may know, I accidentally missed their wedding a few years ago by mixing up my life calendar and thinking it was a week later than it was. No first impression is better than a missing one. They mailed me my bridesmaids dress later that month. I am a terrible niece.
We spent all day yesterday in Bell Buckle, hanging out with Myron and Rezza, going antique shopping (I picked up a footstool and a jewery armoire), and having lunch at a fantastic Mexican restaurant. When everyone got back to the house, we watched "Borat" and then proceeded to sing karaoke for hours. I stepped up with "Hotel California," "Always Something There to Remind Me," "Locomotion," and "Somebody to Love." An excellent selection if I may say so myself.
I happened to receive the best phonecall of my life last night. Sam Englender - my past and future roommate - called to let me know she has found a 3 bedroom apartment for us to live in in Los Angeles. It's beautiful, a good rate, and right next to two of our other CMU friends, Derek Pendergrass and Joe O'Neil. I'm excited and having that all ironed out is a huge weight off of my mind.
Last night was a solid night's sleep in preparation for resuming the drive this morning. I am being hailed to breakfast, which smells incredible. I'll catch up again after another 12 hours on the road!
Happy belated Father's Day, Dad.
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