Boo/Banks Wedding Weekend - OBXDidn’t get home until around midnight – still had to finish packing before I went to bed.
Slept for about 4 hours and got up to load up the Tahoe that we rented.
Also made Matty, Dave and I several samich’s for the trip. Dave had a “no stopping” rule in effect, so I had the entire day of menus planned out. (no liquids!)
On my way over to Dave’s, I had to stop to pick up a few things; including coffee for us.
I was about 10 mins ahead of schedule, so I decided to fuel up.
Dave and I had gotten the Tahoe in Dayton on Monday – only because the National Car Rental in Columbus sucks! They do not have any SUVs or mini-vans in their fleet.
So I was down about ¼ a tank, so why not top ‘er off before embarking on our 10 hour drive?
I stopped at a gas station in Grandview… panic ensued in mere seconds…

What the hell does that mean?
Is E85 mandatory or an option?
I called Dave and explained the snag in our perfect plan. Asked him to “Google” E85 to see what this all meant.
Made one more stop in Clintonville, hoping for E85… nope!
So I made my way over to Dave’s. When I walked in, I asked Matty what the verdict on E85 was? He had no idea what I was talking about.
Apparently, Dave didn’t ask Matty to ‘Google’ it as I had requested. So I may (or may not) of gotten a little cranky at this point.
Matty then “googled” it on his Blackberry and after a few minutes of research we concluded it was “optional”. Whew!
Loaded up their crap and we were ready to roll!

Seriously? 3 adults, 5 days and we fill up an entire Tahoe?
Well, I must admit, I tend to over pack. But everyone is always happy when I do. There were 9 custom made turkey samich’s, 9 chocolate muffins, 9 blueberry muffins, a loaf of punkin’ bread, loaf of banana bread, a bucket of fresh cut pineapple, apples, another bucket of grapes (from wrath), Baked Lays, and various other snacks.
Not to mention the case of Miller Lite on ice… and numerous other hotel room snacks (cut cheese, crackers, carrots, celery, peppers, veggie dip, chips, salsa…….)
Back to the trip….
“Linda”, my (sometimes) trusty GPS had us going on an unexpected route. Hmm… we got out the atlas to confirm she was not insane… Yah, I guess that way will work.

We were still inside Columbus city limits – on the south side – when I stated my first, “I hate you guys!”
I don’t even remember what prompted it – but believe me, I had earned it in matter of moments!

I think the stadium was in West Virginia – but I don’t remember what school it was.
Matty had made us several mix CDs…
As each song ended, we were giddy with anticipation to hear what the next classic hit would be….
“Teddy Bear” & “Phantom 309” by Red Sovine were some of the most obscure
“Eastbound and Down” and “Convoy” seemed really mainstream compared to the rest.
About 5 hours in, sleep deprived and giddy, I spotted a bumper sticker that was so stupid, I couldn’t stop laughing. I was giggling so hard, I couldn’t speak. Matty & Dave were to the point of being mad at me because I couldn’t explain why I was laughing. Every time I started to tell them, I would giggle more, cry and almost pee my pants!
Eventually, I was able to spit it out… “it’s a bra…. Of the confederate flag… and it says “Dixie Cups!”
They were like? Really? That is what you have been hyperventilating about for 15 minutes??!!
Because it was too stupid to be true, Dave swerved over to the right lane.. determined to slow down enough for the truck to pass us… took a few minutes, but we got the photo!

Yah… not worth it!
It was just one of those times where you are so delirious from sleep depravation and stress, that the stupidest thing becomes the most hilarious thing ever!
The boys encouraged me to snooze, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t. The past week had been so stressful, I just couldn’t relax!
I tried taking in the sights of the scenery. Found some redeeming factors of West Virginia… smooth roads and beautiful landscapes…



Eventually made it into Virginia – wow – they have some nice rest areas!
It was my turn to drive… this did NOT go over well!
I could do NOTHING right!
After a couple hours, it was Matty’s turn. We spent a while in traffic – but the sights were nice…

We arrived to the hotel – about 11 hours into the trip. Not bad considering it was 10.5 hours of driving time!
Got all the stuff up to the room.
Grrr!!! Of course, I was not happy with the room.
Hilton Garden Inn’s are all the same. Mid-size fridge, decent microwave, couple of cabinets, large bathroom, decent size guest room. Not here!!
Everything was MUCH smaller!
I could tell, they compromised the size of the rooms to make room for more rooms on the beach.
Oh well – it is what it is!
Dave and I went out on the balcony for an ice cold beer. Matty had some other business to attend to…
Then he emerged!

I guess 11 hours in the car with Dave and I can do that to ya.
After all the mocking of my over packing – I was quickly vindicated once the boys cracked open the ICE COLD Miller Lite!
We got settled… Even though I had made all those samich's, I hadn’t really eaten all day, so I ordered room service. (I tend to not like what I packed)
Moments later, Bettes & TG called, they were in the house!
We went to their room and then I remembered I had ordered room service – so I bolted back to the room – where the server was waiting for me. I ate half my burger and then went back to their room. We eventually made it back to our room for beverages and snacks… and Bettes ended up finishing my dinner.


He also told us all about filling in for Roker on the Today Show. He had some really cool behind the scenes stories. The budget alone on that show is mind boggling!
Boo/Banks got in touch with us and wanted us to meet them and several others at some bar. We did, but only after I enforced my rule of taking a cab.
I am a stickler for NO DRINKING & DRIVING!
My friends find me a pain in the ass about this – but it is something I care about very much. To the point that I will pay for the cab if it ensures no one ends up in jail or dead.
While waiting for the cab, Dave & TG posed for their (now annual) Christmas card photo.

We met up with everyone at The Port of Call.


There was this super creepy guy that was leaning up against the wall the entire time… watching people dance. He was freaking us out!
I decided to take a photo of him to sell to Dateline NBC since it would only be a matter of time before they would need evidence of him stalking his prey.

On our way back to the hotel, Dave discovered our cab driver grew up in Columbus in a neighbordhood close to his. So he share lots of stories on how the area has since changed.
Long, but great day!