Last weekend, I drove up to New York all alone. That’s right, alone. Two and a half glorious hours blasting my radio, singing the R-rated lyrics to songs I usually have to censor, chatting with girlfriends on the phone without interruption (thank you, Bluetooth technology) and generally enjoying my solitude. A couple…
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I Survived Spring Break, Part IV: The Long Road Trip Home
The road trip home after a week of complete family togetherness was, in a word, trying. Maybe it was the weather (rainy). Maybe it was the traffic (heavy). Maybe it was the holiday (Easter weekend). Maybe it was just that we were sick of being with each other and everyone was tired, grouchy and short-tempered. Or maybe it…