Me, with increasing concern closing in on hysteria, “It’s in my pants…. It’s in my pants… IT is IN my pants…. IT’S IN MY PANTS!!!!” Jack turned to look at me, wide-eyed. In what is surely TMI, I have on occasion, been known to go commando… sans underoos. Never again. Tonight, I became a true…
I dropped off Scott at the airport and took a deep breath. I did some of that Oprah motivational talking to myself. For the first time, I became Captain Traci. “You can do this. It’s going to be fine.” By noon, we were sitting in the breakdown lane on Highway 45 in Houston. By 1:00 pm…
How do you make a tissue dance? Put a little boogie in it. These last few days have been a little trying. We’re running away from cold and colds. Let’s be clear, the travel lifestyle isn’t always “awesome” and “wonderful”. I wouldn’t change it for the world… but to keep it real, there are small…
Not every day on the road is pretty. But I don’t want to forget any of it – not even that part. Everyone, apart from Evie, has thrown up within the last 6 days. Some of us more recently than others and some of us more likely to do so again than others. Jack seems…
No shit there he was…. it’s one of those stories. Traveling down the highway in Tennessee, at 8:45 am, Nate was asleep on the couch of the RV (buckled in) and Scott was tired but full of coffee and ready for a full day of driving. Scott is still adjusting to driving The Chief. It’s…
