I have my wine in my Land Before Time jelly jar glass, so all is right with the world, now. The kids are finally in bed, they were wound up from the drive home when we actually thought they'd be blissfully dozing, lulled to sleep by the music of the highway. Yeah. Right.
Thanksgiving was nice, lots of good food. It's just hard to chase a toddler around a 1 room restaurant and keep the others out of the highway and the mud outside in the parking lot, though the older kids were very helpful in watching them. Several of Busy Dad's family members attended. This year, the celebration did not involve going to the parking lot to observe a field dressed Thanksgiving deer in the back of a pick-up truck. However, there was singing and dancing to Hank Williams, Jr. tunes to ensure the festivities didn't get too uppity.
The day started off a bit dicey, however, as I had performed two backseat dives before ever leaving our street (Parents, you know the move: after you get settled in the front seat, someone needs to reach something or they dropped it. Twist over your own seat watch out for the head rest, get a shoulder strap burn on your neck, retrieve object and go back to your starting point).
I also tried to set the car on fire with my newly purchased, handy-dandy dual socket cigarette lighter adapter. Usually, we have to choose beteween plugging the TV or the cell phone in the cigarette lighter. So get I get this 2 socket adapter thing. Who knew it didn't like the TV? Buring plastic smell, some smoke, bad idea. What's worse is that I rendered the cigarette lighter socket useless. As in THE TV WOULDN'T WORK BEFORE WE EVER LEFT OUR NEIGHBORHOOD! Fortunately, the Busy Van has another socket in the very back (the "way back", did you ever use to call the back of a station wagon that when you were growing up?) It's too far back for the TV cord to reach, but after a full-body backseat dive (me climbing over my seat, over the TV in the crate in the footwell in the middle, over Busy Boy in the 3rd seat into the way back) I worked it out. My sanity The day was saved and the rest of the drive was frightenly uneventful.
Next up: making a shopping list for Thanksgiving Reloaded with my parents on Saturday.
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Sounds like it was a defective plug, cuz I was able to use a splitter with our TV. I would be getting it checked... and sending them the bill to fix your lighter plug!!
I don't know, so I'm not EVEN going to guess why the plug didn't work. I'm just wondering if Busy Dad was able to keep a straight look on his face when you did that last dive, because I KNOW I wouldn't have. ;)
-G
Now I can tell my mini-van owning friends that I finally found out what the 'way back' plug is for.
The land before time jelly jar glass?
Wendy, please fly out the window with me.
Have a great weekend girlie! :)
Wow! Sounds like fun. Glad you made it home in one piece. Been there...and it is sooo not pretty. I must say that the jelly glass jar was sounding PRETTY good! Thanks for sharing. And thanks for stopping by my site, too! Hope all goes well tomorrow....
There's cake in the Moblog. I want some! :o)
Who needs TV in the car anyway? We annoy each other with our different musical tastes whenever we go somewhere in the car--they certainly couldn't agree on what to watch!
Being the oldest of seven I remember it well, and there were no TV's "way back then" ahhhh the fights were tremendous...
...with a Thanksgiving here
and a Thanksgiving there
here Thanksgiving
there Thanksgiving
everywhere Thanksgivinggiving...
*whew*. You are the Busy Mom!
Did someone say cake?
I remember my mother doing the full body dive a few times on trips out west. Four people, minivan, no tv, at least 24 straight hours of driving. I'm amazed my parents are still sane.
You are too funny! My mom always had a wooden spoon (the kind that you use for cooking with the long handle)underneath the front passenger seat. Whenever one of us kids got out-of-line during a long car trip, she'd turn around and smack one of us with the wooden spoon. I guess that was pre-car-video days. Need I say that usually it was pretty quiet in the back seat?!