The Weekend Past

I. and I drove down to Virginia on Friday night, but of course we didn't leave NJ until about 9, so we didn't arrive until 2 in the morning. I dropped I. off at her mom's and continued on to my older brother's house, where I expected everyone to be asleep. When I walked in I found my older brother playing video games and waiting for me to arrive. He has shaved off all of his hair in an effort to be supportive of his father who is going through chemo therapy and has therefore lost off of his hair in the process. I think it's a boble cause, but at the same time recognize that my older brother's head is very oddly shaped so I hope that soon he can grow it back at least a little. It was 8 in the morning when I was woken by the 3 year old crawling all over me. I was extremely excited to see and visit with my nephew, I was just hoping for maybe a little more time to sleep, but alas, that was not to be. So Saturday I spent the day playing with my nephew and trying to figure out plans for the evening.

I. and I got into a bit of a tussle because I didn't want her to drink and drive, and she felt that she's an adult and that one beer wouldn't put her in any danger as far as being able to control the car. In the end I decided not to go and hang with she and our friend E. because I didn't like her attitude, I didn't want to be the one to prevent everyone from having fun, and I didn't want my younger brother to be around people who would drink and then get behind the wheel of a car. Maybe this whole paragraph makes me sound unreasonable or on the opposite end like I'm accusing I. and E. of being horrible drunks or out of control when they drink. I hope that it's neither, I just wanted I. to be safe and that the best way to know that you're safe is to not risk it. In the end E. agreed not to drink and to drive so that I would come out. R. (my younger brother) and I went to TGIF's to meet them, have a bit of a chat up, and then E. aggreed to D. (another one of our good friends) that we would come into Washington D.C. to meet them. I. and I really weren't feeling up for it but decided that we owed D. to go in, so we did and ended up in another's friend's apartment listening to showtunes and then rap and back to showtunes. These were people after my own heart.

When we finally came back at 3 in the morning, R. and I decided to stay at I.'s moms house and just take her with us in the morning since we had a family reunion in Southern MD to attend. Of course I slept through the alarm and was late, we rushed back to my older brother's, had lunch, packed up our stuff and took off. About twenty minutes after leaving I was pulled over for reckless driving. Yep that's right 78 in a 55 in Virginia, my court date is Septemeber 13th if you would like to come with me for moral support. I really truly believed that the speed limit was 65 and that I was only going 75, so hopefully when I go to court that's what they'll drop it down to and then I'll just take defensive driving for the third time in my life. I don't feel too bad though, I'm now even with I. (And I was doing so well!!). At the same time that I'm getting my reckless driving ticket, R. is getting a littering ticket because of a cigarette butt he threw out the window, because he didn't want to be smoking when the police officer cam eup to the window. At least we have the same court date.

Finally we're back on the road and into MD when we pull onto a back two lane road, speed limit is 40 and the lady in front of me is going 35. So I pull around her at the next pass zone, when to my disbelief she pulls right back around me and speeds up to 60, and I think ok she wants to be in front, that's fine as long as she's going this fast. When I realize that she is only going to go this fast through the speed zones, because as soon as it's over she's back down to 30-35. I wanted to kill her, kill someone. It was lucky I had gotten a ticket earlier that day because I was seriously considereing running her off the road. Everyone in the car begins to have a serious case of road rage, yelling explitives, threatening to hurl anything from a bottle of water to spit to gum at the car, and every pass zone we're back up to 60. I hope she enjoyed those 20 miles because if karma really does work, she's going to end up in a ditch with her brand new fancy car all busted up one day, and I'm going to pass by and laugh.

I would talk about the family reunion but there's not much to it. It was good to see family. We really got bit a lot by mosquitos. Then we drove back home to New Jersey. It took forever and a day, but I was really glad to be back. There's no place like home.