As it turns out, a status update on Facebook can be turned into a blog post; because this is too good NOT to share.
Here’s my status update on Facebook:
I think I may be on the slippery slope to insanity. I thought it would be totally fine to drive 1200 miles alone with my kids….and take them camping and fishing, too. I’ll let you know if my new address is 1200 Looney Bin Lane when I get home.
And some of the responses that totally cracked me up:
I am going to search out a serene little institution for you. This does categorize you as either crazy or the most awesome mom ever.
1200 miles? alone? THEN camping? yes, u have already gone insane…are we there yet?
1200 MILES?? Don’t you have a nice camping spot closer to home? My friend, next time I’m in California (we’re hoping to do a road trip ourselves next summer) I’ll stop in at 1200 Loony Bin Lane to visit you. I’m pretty sure that’s where you’ll be… lol.
And the one that made my year?
I think you’ve passed Loony Bin Lane and are headed for Rubber Room Road via Straightjacket street!!!!!
Now, I decided to make this status update a blog post so that if you don’t see or hear from me again you’ll know why.
Jeff was unable to accompany me on the adventure of a lifetime and so I’m flying solo.
And, just to clarify? I’m driving 600 miles each way to Utah to visit family and fulfill my life-long dream of:
- Listening to children’s movies for 8 hours straight. Twice. Oh, and the sound of my children fighting over the sound of the movie, and hearing “are we there yet?” no less than 1200 times.
- Tent camping without my husband. You know, the one that likes to camp and pitches the tent for me and does most of the stuff I know how to do but don’t like to when camping.
Sounds fun, doesn’t it?
Before you feel too sorry for me though, I should tell you that I’m being a tad bit misleading. Once I’ve driven 600 miles we’re going camping with my dad.
I fully plan on him doing all the work.
He just doesn’t know it yet.