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On The Road

I’m not sure there are many things as enjoyable as having your house completely packed up in one day and knowing you didn’t pack a single box. Unfortunately truck loading day was a little less enjoyable. But we survived and let me reiterate, our house was completely packed and loaded onto a truck in 2 days. And we didn’t do a thing. That, my friends, is luxury.

Since I have limited blogging capabilities I thought I’d post some travel notes from the road:

To Nashville:
Right now we’re in a car on our way to our first destination and we are the picture of a modern 21st century family. Princess Sparkle is watching a video on the portable DVD player. B is driving and listening to a book on his iPod, and I’m listening to some new albums I downloaded while writing up this post on the trusty iPad. Part of me brussels at this “plugged in but completely disconnected to each other” modern experience. The sentimental and simple side of me longs for the same experience I had as a kid when it comes to road trips…the classic American road trip with family games of i-spy and watching for different license plats from different states. And lets not forget the bickering, the boredom, and the are we there yets? Ah, the memories. For better or for wore, this is one area where modern technology has really come through for us. So we remain happily plugged in while Lamp naps in the car seat.

Memphis to New Orleans:
Princess Sparkle broke the dvd player today. Crap. She decided to pop the little round lens thing-y out. You know the lens thingy that reads the dvd’s and plays them. The one thing you’re not even supposed to touch, let alone pop out. Recently some friends were telling us how their portable DVD players always break after a year or two. We wisely proclaimed that we had bought a more expensive model so that it would last a long time. Suckers.

Sparkle pants only had to endure 2 hours of our car ride today without her videos and we all suffered. We are facing the classic parental dilemma of do we punish her and punish ourselves by not purchasing another DVD player, or do we give in and buy another player so as to make the drive more bearable for everyone and hope that our stern talk about “not messing around with stuff” really leaves a lasting impression? Decisions.

New Orleans:
B (aka Mcguyver) fixed the DVD player with, I kid you not, a needle, a q-tip and some glue. We’ll see if it holds.

We’ve actually done some fun stuff on the way, but I’ll post about that when I can upload pictures as well. Wish us luck!

Oh and what do you recommend doing/seeing/eating in New Orleans?

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