Family Roadtrip

Or should I say a semi-living hell?

Okay okay, I'll ease up. It's not really that bad. But it is. I know how dumb this sounds, but my family had to DRIVE down to Phoenix Arizona to spend two days at my grandparents house and then pack up their car and ours to drive back with them. No, I'm not kidding.

My grandparents have a lot of money. Mainly from years of not spending any money at all if necessary, but whatever. So they own a house in Arizona and a house in Wisconsin, and they spend the winter in Arizona and the summer in Wisconsin. That's all fine and dandy, but in the last couple years we've realized that they're too old to make that drive on their own. Not that they can't drive or anything, because they can and all that, but the problem is that they're old and we're afraid one of them will have a stroke or something and the other can't really do anything, or some young dumb criminal would knock them over at a rest stop and steal their money. So now we have to drive them. This is the result:

Monday: Dad gets us up at 5 am. How horrific is that? God. I was up on Jonas Secrets til like 2 am too... Anyway, we get in the car and take off. Callie and I manage to fall asleep again in the car until about 10. After that, there's really nothing to do, so I begin to read Twilight out loud to my family. Yep, we do stuff like that. And it rocks. We finally stop in Albuquerque over night at a La Quinta (pretty nice, definitely worth the $70).

Tuesday: Up and out the door by 9. Grossness again. I continue to read Twilight. My whole family is hooked, and it's certainly not my oral skills. It's just amazing. Everyone should go read it. Like now. Callie even starts reading it on her own, which hasn't happened since the Harry Potter series. We finally get to Sedona, Arizona, which is the prettiest place in the whole freaking world. Go there, ASAP. It's awesome. We shop around for awhile and I get some killer shades. *Pictures will come later* Also, I discovered the hotel provided a computer with Internet access so I facebooked for awhile. Yay me.

Wednesday: This is the day that I start my downhill slide into near death. Callie and I got up early and decided to go to the pool. We got out there at seriously 8:30 in the morning. Mom and Dad stopped into to see us and mom asked if I put on sunscreen. Well, I hadn't, but it was like 8:30 in the morning so I wasn't too worried. <--- This was a dumb ass assumption. Callie and I ended up laying out reading and texting by the pool until 10:30 or so. After returning to the hotel room, Mom said I looked red. Okay, whatever. So I put on a t-shirt instead of a tank top to cover my shoulders and back. No big deal. We went to see the Chapel on the hill, which is totally cute. Then mom gets the bright idea to make the whole family take a hike. Fine, whatever. We do it. I feel hella sick. Then we drive from Sedona down to Phoenix. Naturally, about an hour after we arrive my mom diagnoses me with sun poisoning. Balls, that sucks. She buys some Aloe Vera and slathers me up. I feel better, but not my much. Just as everyone's ready to go to bed, all that food that's sat in my stomach all damn day (not digesting as it should have) decides to make an appearance. So for the rest of the night I'm barfing my guts out because my body 's dehydrated, and the only way for it to let me know was to make me hurl for 10 hours. Yeah, I got, body. I'm sick... but of course I couldn't keep anything down, so I couldn't actually eat anything. My mom was pretty close to taking me to the ER, which would have sucked.

Thursday: I'm too weak to do just about anything. I'm so pale that my sunburn looks non-existent, and I can't do my favorite thing: Eat. Dang it. We go to the store and I get chicken broth to live off. Then I stay out of the sun for the rest of the day.

Friday: Today. Ugh. I feel a little better. I can eat food now. Yay. I still have a headache, from being dehydrated. Gross. I'm looking forward to being home.

I'll update when I can. :)