Spring Break

We spent "spring break" in Alabama. It was my daddy's spring break so I decided to go down for a long visit. On the way down my car broke down. I was in the far left lane on the interstate when all of a sudden my gas pedal seemed to just quit working. I pressed it down to the floorboard and nothing. No acceleration or anything. So I coast to the far side of the rode and barely just make it off the interstate before my car comes to a complete stop. I start to freak out a bit because I was afraid we were going to be stuck there for a couple hours until Kent could get to us and also that we would be hit from behind. It was also 88 degrees that day, so it didn't take long for the car to get hot. After making several phone calls, Kent decided to come one way and my daddy and Kent's dad decide to come the other. So I sat there for a bit and my daddy calls and tells me to go ahead and turn the car on since we knew by that point that the problem wasn't the oil (I checked it all by myself!). So I turned the car on to cool us off a bit and tried to press the gas pedal to see if it worked and it did!! So, I took off trying to find a good exit to stop and wait for Kent. But the exits I was near were all unsafe so I just kept going. I felt pretty confident that the car was fine, so Kent turned around and my daddy and Barry kept coming towards me until we finally met up and then they followed me the rest of the way home. I was so thankful and relieved to have them behind me. We made it to Alabama just fine. We determined that it was the fuel filter and that probably some trash got in my gas and caused it to block the flow of fuel to my car. We changed out the fuel filter and all has been good since.

The rest of the week was spent doing lots of things. My daddy and I had several days to go through some of my momma's things. We went through pictures, cookbooks, cards, jewelry and just general stuff. I was thankful for the alone time with my daddy. We also shopped some for the kids some summer clothes. We stayed up late and rented movies as well. When the kids were with us, we went to the park in town and played with my brother, his wife and nephew. And other day we went to a park out of town and fed the ducks and played there. One afternoon, when my daddy had to go to the dentist, I took the kids to another park and we had ice cream there and played. When the kids went to visit their great grandparent and other grandparents they played at the park, fished (Jon Kent caught his first fish!!!), played at the arcade, went to a petting zoo and played the Wii. Our week was full of family, indeed.

Especially since my momma passed away, I am all too familiar with how important any and all family time is. I kept thinking how much my momma would have enjoyed the week. She had already taken it off for a vacation. So I am glad I did get to spend so much time with my daddy, not to replace the time that would have been spending with my momma but to cherish the time I DO get to spend with my daddy. So, thank you daddy for letting us (mostly me) stay with you. I really, really enjoyed it.