I guess I need to preface this by letting the hubby know that; I'm pretty sure I promise, in the event Megawatt and I are pulled into a gas station and along comes Brad Pitt, we won't give him a ride. No matter how much he begs, or makes puppy dog eyes at us or promises he's going to leave Angelina. Nope, there won't be any room in the Barking Madmobile for Mr. Pitt. No way, no how. Now, doncha feel better hubby dearest?
Louise Megawatt and I are getting ready to take a road trip (we leave the 15th) and we're both in the midst of making lists (what to pack for instance, "Not every bloody thing you own!" the hubby chimes in!) and checking them twice and betting one another who's going to be naughty and which one will be nice. Megawatt is of the opinion that she and I ought to have a huge "Mother-Daughter" bitchfest now and get it out of the way so that we don't maim one another on the long drive down to Blog Fest. I think her idea has a bit of potential if I do say so myself. I wonder if there is anywhere around here we can rent those sumo wrestler suits and just have a merry go at one another out in the back garden?
Why would we need to do that? Because it's a long-ass drive, that's why. See...
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Yes m'dears, that's right, Mrs. Barking Mad will indeed be leaving the asylum for a short holiday with her eldest daughter to meet and enjoy the company of other awesome women like her, and her, and her too, along with lots of others.
Megawatt and I will be staying here (that's for all of you creepy internet stalker types who want to come and prey on an overweight mom and her cute daughter), in this cute little room...
...Although, we won't be spending much time in there because Chesapeake Bay Woman and Big Hair Envy have so many awesome things planned for us, which is a good thing. I reckon Megawatt and I would get on one another's nerves, cooped up in that little ol' room.
There was a fair amount of back-peddling on my part; trying to think of ways I could get out of this, but between my shrink, hubby and eldest daughter, they've all decided this will be a good thing for me and to just shut the hell up and quite whimpering to go and enjoy the time with Megawatt before she leaves for the Air Force.
Having said all that, my To-Do list, much like the others attending Blog Fest or even those attending BlogHer '09 in Chicago (I swear, if I have to read another post from a woman who weighs all of 105lbs soaking wet, about how she needs to lose "a ton" of weight before Blog Her, I am going to stab myself in the eye!),has a few things on it, which I imagine, are not too dissimilar from theirs...
Lose weight
Become interesting/humorous/less boring
Learn witty anecdotes
Become less paranoid and self-conscious
Learn how to immunize myself against "Foot in Mouth" disease
Bribe doctor into Rx'ing double dose of Xanax
However, I am going to make a valiant effort to keep all my inner bullshit to a minimum, enjoy myself and not worry too terribly much about what everyone else is thinking of me. Besides, I really need to be able to focus on the important things like, where the hell am I going to pack all the non-essentials when the things like wine, beer, bottled water, and bug spray are going to take up most of the room? And we can't forget the huge issue of "Road Trip Music" when you have a 40 year old and a 19 year old taking turns at the wheel. Seriously, I don't know how much Screamo crap I can handle before I'll make Megawatt pull over so I can strangle her, and alternatively, I don't know how much Depeche Mode, Pachabel, Midnight Syndicate and Rob Zombie she'll be able to handle before she begs me to let her walk the rest of the way to Chesapeake Bay.
For those of you reading this who are my fellow Blog Festites (I was going to say "Blog Festers", but somehow that brought about a mental image of festering boils...ewwww!), here we are...Thelma and Louise, reincarnated...
Brad Pitt will be jealous (or perhaps grateful!) he didn't hitch a ride with us.
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