best of ‘09: car ride

for. the. love. people.

i am so sorry.

oh, the holidays.

i’m not sure how i manage to get so behind, but i shall blame it on that.

anyblah. (see the rest of the best 09 bloggers here.)

car ride.

my dad used to always tease me about how if the car was running, i was in it. i was always up for a car ride as a kid, and i’m the same way to this day. it’s my therapy. i love driving around with my dad and shooting the breeze, or riding up front visiting with my mom on family vacation while my dad pretends to pout in the backseat.

as much as i love those car rides, i also love the ones with my bff, Steph. she’s a smoker (i knooooow. i wish she’d quit) and when i’d be home from college i’d hang out at their house at least one night of the weekend. she’d always ask me to come outside and “second-hand smoke” with her. when i’m home we’ve also been known to drive around and smoke (again, only second-hand for me, mom) and drink pepsi. we’re weird, i know. anyway, told you that story to tell you this one: after my dad’s best friend passed away, i called steph (bawling, of course, because that was pretty much what we were both doing) and said “i just want to come home and drive around and SMOKE.”  so we made plans to do just that.  after all the stress and drama of the funeral on saturday, we made plans with our other friend Stace and drove around and talked about everything under the sun.  it was wonderful and amazing and cathartic.

there is no one better in a crisis than that girl. love her.