Lets recap my life over the last few months. Christmas came and went, rather quickly I think, and we had a great time with family and friends. I stopped being an obnoxious crybaby and pulled my head out of my you know where and all was well.
The new year came and with it some mighty changes. After many long discussions and countless tirades of me threatening to hang myself from the rafters we decided it would be ideal if I quit my job at Hess and found a new one. Well I proudly walked in and declared that I was giving my two weeks notice. Thusly leaving my idiot boss (who happened to be out of state getting wasted at a managers meeting) short staffed. Score one for me. Meanwhile, is Stoughton, Zac was getting fired.
In response to this I packed up my stuff and headed south with my Mother on an epic road trip. Well it was a bit more complicated than that. My Aunt Gerry was dieing of cancer and my Mother, who is very close with her, wanted to say goodbye. So we rented a car and headed south on Interstate 95. (Leaving Zac to fend for himself and care for the 3 cats and 1 dog we left behind, all while hunting for a job. He didn't complain once.) We stopped at Washington DC and together my mother and I laid our eyes on our nations capital for the first time. It was magical to say the least. We explored the Museum of Natural History at the Smithsonian, walked the National Mall and enjoyed the Metro. I wish we could have stayed forever.
Regrettably after one night we packed our bags and headed back to the highway this time to Williamsburg Va. We had big plans to see the historic settlements and battlefields and eat at The King's Arms Tavern (recommended by the Pinho's) However we were so tired when we arrived at 10 pm that we passed out in our very comfortable hotel beds. In the morning we were back on the interstate having seen nothing but a horrendously dirty bathroom, the inside of a Walgreen's (I needed a hair tie) and the mesmerizing swirly blue lights of a police cruiser. That's right kids I got pulled over, for the first time EVER, by a cop who shared my birthday, and flirted with my Mother, and STILL gave me a $165 speeding ticket!
Anyway, after driving for what seemed like one thousand years we arrived in the greatest place on earth. Savannah Georgia. Words cannot describe this gem of a town we stumbled upon. As we were driving over the incredibly huge, terrifying bridge a thought came to me. Well more like a feeling really, it felt like a hug. I felt like I had come home.
I have never been to Savannah before and to be honest this was the stop on our trip I was looking forward to the least. I mean the only reason why we were even going was to eat at Paula Deen's Lady and Sons restaurant. Well, we ended up staying TWO nights and we never did eat at the Lady and Sons but I don't care! I would sell everything I have right now for a chance to go back. It was magical! All of the spanish moss and the beautiful squares, Tybee Island, River St, and the seafood was to die for! I found THE greatest bookstore. It is in one of the oldest buildings in Savannah, in the servants quarters. All of the big gapeing fireplaces and little nooks and crannies were surrounded by books! The floors were boughed and creaky, they told a story with every step you took. I could go on and on about Savannah but you won't understand until you go.
With regrets we were off to Florida the home stretch. We spent time with cousins and dear family friends. We had great cookouts and reminisced about the past. This was by far the saddest leg of our journey.
After 3 days in Florida we headed home (without seeing the sands of ONE beach by the way). I was missing my husband and my Mother was missing her dog so we drove as long as we could, stopping once in North Carolina to sleep and taking a detour through New Jersey (it really does smell bad) because my stupid directions decided to send us THREE hours out of our way! Then, finally, we were home.
Zac found a new job and I took to job hunting without much luck. In the mean time I have turned my attention to becoming Taunton's resident Martha Stewart. I am in the process of a DEEP spring cleaning for the first time ever! I try and cook something wonderful every night and try to genuinely make myself and my husband happy. I'll tell you the truth I could get used to this whole Domestic Goddess thing.
