Day 4

I awoke about noon-ish to discover that the air mattress we were sleeping on had deflated in part. That translates into people’s bodies weighing more than the air in the mattress, thus ending up in a pile in the center of the mattress with a bearer of air forcing one into an air pit. I push the sleeping grant off of me and go to find Lauren, Will must have left the couch sometime earlier in the morning. I find Lauren sitting up in her room stareing at the wall.

“Well good morning sunshine” I say.

“hey”

“did you sleep well?” I ask

“yea, I haven’t been up long.”

“how do you feel about Chinese?”

“ummm. I don’t know. What do you mean?” Lauren ask.

My tummy grumbles. “ I need Chinese!”

            That’s right ladies and Gents I may have ended the dire need for texmex. Now I need Kug Pow chicken is calling my name. Mmmm. We whip out the laptops, and turn on the TV. House marathon! Exalent! We type and play away on FB and wait for the delivery of the food. We watch several episodes of House and Grant findly awakes from his death sleep. Chieese arrives and we eat away.

            Grant and I hit the road to Dallas to see my folks and prepare the way for the group gathering that evening. We fight traffic from Fort Worth to Dallas and almost die. (thanks Dallas traffic, and construction mark you exits better…)  BY the way I need to mention that Lauren dose drink coffee. She doesn’t own a coffee pot. And I am driving in five O’clock traffic with ZERO caffeine. We don’t even have soda in our systems. Grant is trying to counter balance my grumpiness and play games with the other cars. I just get more frustrated. I call a head to ask my parents to brew a pot for me, and my dad says.

“Believe it or not Kiddo, were out of coffee”

“what?” I scowl

“we’ll get some before you get here, don’t worry sweetheart I’ll take care of it”

Got to love daddy’s who understand coffee addictions. We arrive in McKinney and my spirits are lifted. HOME at last. We pull into the naborhood, behind my parents and while jamming some Pirate Metal! The windows are down and the music is up. Were dancing along and my mom Hops out and runs to my door. I jump and get a BIG HUG! Parents are the best. Mom informs me that dad got my favorite kind of coffee even though he doesn’t drink it. We head inside.

            After some brief catching up my dad introduces Grant to our families Sparking Mead and I devour the coffee. Sitting down Mom asks why I haven’t had any caffeine.

“because Lauren doesn’t drink coffee, she doesn’t even own a coffee pot” I respond

Plainly mom asks “ Is she a communist?”

“Or worse… democrat” Dad adds.

After a good laugh, we keep on with the jokes. Mom and Dad tell us about the new stuff there doing in the brewing and wine making business. They let us know about their plans to move and honey hook up. I’m so excited that they are doing what they love. They seem so happy and like they have joy in what they do again. After and exceptional dinner Joe, Grant and I head off for the last Hooray of our road trip.

Grant dubbed the night “Presbapulza 2010 the Electric Boogaloo!”We meet up with  Emmaline, and Edward. Then some of my other Dallas friends join us. We hang out and listen to this pretty good. Grant, Joe, Lidia, and I get into another game of Pig. Which gets intense. After a triumphant win by Lidia. Gant teaches us to make origami and Joe dose some magic. We head back to the house. Joe and Grant start to get into a conversation about wing men and relationships. And the boys give me advice, after a long winded story that took us to 4am. I head off to bed.

            The last morning Mom makes a killer breakfast and we load up in the car. We drive downtown, and Grant gets to the greyhound. We hug and thank each other for such a spectacular week.  Its good to see friends check on them, laugh and cry together. It doesn’t get better than that. What a wonderful trip.

Ya know, I have realized over this trip several things.

 One: I love Texas, and miss it dearly.

Two: God has gifted me with wonderful friends.

Three: In making sure others are doing well, you do yourself a lot of good.

 Four: If I ever hear someone say “Awesome Sauce” I may smile, or kill myself. (thanks Grant)

Five: I am really really blessed in more ways than I realized.

Peace.