I am going to need help
I did a stupid, stupid thing. *sigh* And there is no reversing it. No going back. It is done and I have to deal with it. I just don't know how I will be able to do it all on my own. *sigh* I need to learn to keep my big mouth shut and to think before I speak. It is an unfortunate side effect to being blonde.
So here is my ordeal. Any sort of input or suggestion would be greatly appreciated. Afterall, you are the people who I come to for support and help with serious issues such as this.
So next week, I am flying to Michigan and then Breezy and I are driving up to Canada to see our great friend, Lightsy. So far so good. Also, while we are in Canada, Breezy will celebrate her birthday. Saturday the 29th is her birthday. Still, so far so good. But here is where it gets difficult and where I need your help...
I promised Breezy that since it was her birthday weekend, that I would be nice to her. for the entire trip. From the minute she picks me up until the minute she drops me off at the airport.
Now anyone who knows anything about the friendship between me and Breezy, knows how difficult this is going to be. We are going to be stuck in a car together for at least 8 hours up there and 8 hours back. And, we will be around each other in between those two trips. How on earth am I going to be able to be nice to her this entire time. Because anyone who knows Breezy, knows that she will probably antagonize me the entire time. *sigh*
Help me bloggers. Help me.
So here is my ordeal. Any sort of input or suggestion would be greatly appreciated. Afterall, you are the people who I come to for support and help with serious issues such as this.
So next week, I am flying to Michigan and then Breezy and I are driving up to Canada to see our great friend, Lightsy. So far so good. Also, while we are in Canada, Breezy will celebrate her birthday. Saturday the 29th is her birthday. Still, so far so good. But here is where it gets difficult and where I need your help...
I promised Breezy that since it was her birthday weekend, that I would be nice to her. for the entire trip. From the minute she picks me up until the minute she drops me off at the airport.
Now anyone who knows anything about the friendship between me and Breezy, knows how difficult this is going to be. We are going to be stuck in a car together for at least 8 hours up there and 8 hours back. And, we will be around each other in between those two trips. How on earth am I going to be able to be nice to her this entire time. Because anyone who knows Breezy, knows that she will probably antagonize me the entire time. *sigh*
Help me bloggers. Help me.
posted by Bravie at 10:00 AM
36 Comments:
*hands Bravey a roll of duct tape*
Or, bring your "duck tour" whistle and keep that in your mouth.
Or, drink lots and lots of milk. That'll make you a happy camper. *grin*
I was going to suggest the duct tape, but I see Nookie already beat me to it. May I also suggest ear plugs?
I'm just not sure whether I meant for the duct tape to be used on Bravey or Breezy. *grin*
You know, Nookie, I think if *both* used the duct tape, the problem would be solved.
Yeah but what a loooooooooooong 8-hour drive that would be LOL.
Whichever one is not driving could have a book to read or a suduko magazine/book, and that would help relieve some of the boredom. And maybe they could talk for 5 minutes each hour, and not have anything said that would result in Bravie saying something mean. Is that possible?
That won't work because if I read in a car I get motion sickness.
See how difficult this is going to be?
Send your evil twin, um, Jerri, in your place. Jerri did not make any promises to Breezy.
No, don't send Jerri. Send me instead. Yeah. You can take care of my family, which means being mean anyway, so you'll fit right in.
Yeah, that's it.
Oh, do you have MTW's phone number?
*glares at DF*
*grins because she DOES have my phone number*
I think MM has a few extra Ativan and maybe a valium or two lying around. If you can get a hold of her, I'll bet she'll give you enough to tide you over.
btw, will pooting in the car count against you as being mean?
You will NOT be surprised that this has already been discussed. She isn't allowing me to smoke, poot or poop in her car. I am to stay awake the entire time (despite the fact that I will have been flying since midnight the night before) and I am to navigate. Sure, give a girl with no sleep the map. We may end up in Mexico. *snort*
I'm really worried that she felt the need to tell you that there was to be no pooping in the car. Is this something you do often?
*snort* This is going to be so much fun to watch!
You will need to save up all those poots for your contest with Dusterboy so that should solve the no pooting rule.
Like Arkie said, the no pooping in the car thing really should go without saying. But just for the record, pooping is only allowed in the bathroom or outhouse. *grin*
Can't help you with the no smoking rule. You are allowed to smoke on the 4 wheeler and the boat though. Happy?
It's Breezy's 40th right? I've got candles for that. *ducks and runs*
I say to go back on your promise.
Bravie, you should have to start one DAW thread for every time you're mean to Breezy.
*grin*
I need all the ativan and valium I have. Sorry. But I do have some pepto pills!
*snort* at Frodis. That's a good idea.
*sigh* The pooping thing, she wants to poop on my bumper! *shakes head* Citygirls.
One word: GORP.
Bring it with you as a peace offering. That way, she will *have* to be nice to you. And then if she's not, all bets are off.
Oh, and I like Frodi's idea. And I think the first DAW thread should be about the bug (not Buggy), followed by Agman. You could even use your Signature Agman Siggie.
Oooh, even better. You should have to start a DAW thread about them, congratulating them on a milestone or such.
*giggle* Boo and Kimmer are evil.
LMAO!!!!!
*hands Breezy a bottle of Dramamine and ear plugs*
She wants to poop on your bumper?? Why???
You want to know why? Let me tell you...
she won't stop at a bathroom for me. She won't find trees for me in case I have to poop. she wants me to hover on the side of her car if I have to poop.
so I told her that I would at least rest my butt cheeks on her bumpber so I don't fall down. She told me no, that I couldn't rest on her bumper. she is very mean. A mean little midget woman is what she is.
Oh.
Well, then just imagine you're in public, then you won't be able to poop anyway.
LMAO Um you messed up the story a little bit.
Bravie:what if I have to poop and there's no bathroom.
me:I'll stop and you can go behind a tree.
Bravie:but what if there's no trees.
me: ummmm we're going to Canada, there'll be trees.
Bravie: but what if there's no trees!
*rolls eyes*
Can't you pull an outhouse behind the car for the poop impaired?
There was a picture of a truck at the race that had a porta-potty loaded on it. Maybe that would work.
Breezy-May I suggest a GPS system? Bravie took about twenty minutes to find me outside of a BART station.
*snort* I told her that if we see a toilet seat on the side of the road she can use that. But not on my bumper!
20 minutes on top of the 30 we spent on the airport leg of the San Fran tour.
*poots in blog and locks the door so nobody can leave*
*peeks in from outside*
*offers prayers to everyone locked in*
Dang! Did everyone die in there?
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