The IL Adventure with my Sibs

So, as most of you know-I was in IL the week before Christmas saying good bye to my sweet Grandma Martin-who passed away.  My siblings, from my dads first marriage....myself, Molly, Bruce & Matthew (who all grew up together) decided to devote an entire day, driving our happy asses to IL in a rental.  Since the rental was in my name, I drove most of the way.  Plus, apparently-I have been told by the people who shared in this adventure with me-I have some control issues.  I am not going to disagree, but I am not going to just agree either.

So, the adventure starts like this.....


The entire planning process took a few days-I mean lets face it we didn't have much time to plan & some one had to take charge because everyone was so damn agreeable.  Bruce tried his hand at being in charge, but he was making decisions that just cost the rest of us money & if you know Matthew you know that isn't something he is to agreeable on, haha!  So finally, in the end we used the rental car that I had due to my car being in the shop for a recall & we stayed in a hotel that was at a 50% reduced rate due to a cousin's wife who hooked us up with her employee discount.  Score!

Everyone met up at my house, since it was near I75 about 6am.  We loaded up the car pretty quickly and easily and headed out of town, stopping in Lake City for some breakfast to start us all out.  We stopped at a quick place, Burger King to be exact.  When we walked in, we were basically the only people there-which was fine with us since we were pretty loud and excited.  We all ordered our breakfasts (and on a side note, if you order your breakfast at a fast food restaurant and order a side of this and a side of that-it's way cheaper then a "meal".  Bruce taught me that, so I was able to order eggs, a sausage, bacon & hashbrowns (no gluten) & a drink for under $6.  Score, again!

When we got up to leave, Bruce & I refilled our drinks for the road ahead of us.  Molly & Matthew took a quick break to use the bathroom.  As I was leaving the drink station, I started to slip (the floors were not wet, yet they were very slippery).  It all happened in slow motion, so not really sure why my asshole brother didn't help me lol (maybe he was afraid he'd hurt his hip - or maybe it was only slow motion in my own mind-idk but he didn't even move or react).  I was slowly (or it seemed slowly) doing a split, I tried to bring my feet back in but it wasn't happening and I just said "yep I'm falling".  I had a filled cup of Coke Zero at this point and the floor was gross so I fell on my wrists and knees....and boy did that hurt.  I felt the pain of that the entire trip and several days after I got home.  All Molly & Matthew could say was they wished they had been there so they could have recorded it, Molly said she thinks adults falling is just so damn funny!  Nice right? LOL!

The drive up is pretty uneventful, we laugh-sing and tease each other.  It was a quick drive as well, as we didn't run into to many issues-and we even stopped in IL some place and grabbed some dinner before arriving at the hotel.

Wednesday was the funeral-and we arrived the night before.  So in the morning we all got up, enjoyed some breakfast (free) at the hotel before heading out to the services in Alton where most of the family was already waiting.  I got to see my sweet grandma before they buried her, which was really nice in some ways and not so great in others.  I don't feel like she would have liked us all staring at her.  She would have said something sarcastic about it and we all would have laughed.  She really would have gotten a kick out of the stories we ended up with after our adventure to her funeral.  I can hear her laughter now as I type up our story!

Soooo, I'll just give you a quick rundown with out even going into much depth......


  • I slipped and fell/hurt myself before we could even get out of town
  • my dad lost his teeth
  • the minister talked about Hitler and the Jews during my grandma's ulege
  • sister shit herself at a local grocery store
  • another sister got drunk after the funeral
  • accidentally saw porn on another brother's phone
  • two brothers got mad at each other, one threw food
  • a cousin's husband fell into my grandma's grave at the burial site
Yes.  Fell into her grave!  During the vacation, aside from falling down-I kicked a yellow "wet floor sign" all the way across the quiet and fancy lobby of our hotel room and tripped over a cone during the burial of my gma M!  Yes!!!!!

On the way home, let me say it's a 10 hour drive on a good day to my front door to Alton IL.  It took us 18, yes 18 long miserable and wet hours to get home.  We were all over it by the time we pulled up in my hard, my brothers even contemplated staying the night at my house to avoid having to get back into yet another car & driving yet another TWO hours to their home!  Matthew & Bruce also had to turn around, and come to my moms house for Christmas the very next day, or should I say same day because we didn't arrive at my door until Saturday morning about 1/2am, I can't be sure what time it was honestly because I was beat.

During that time, I tried hard to stay GF...some of it was unavoidable-I hate some chicken that was fried in flour at my grandma's funeral dinner - and I had some chicken nuggets at the place where one of the brothers threw food.  And I paid the price for that.  I got some great tips from my aunt Stephanie though, and I have been continuing to make strides towards a totally GF life!  I feel much much better, and low and behold my belly is much less bloated looking and feeling after just a month!  Score!  Again with the score!


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  1. This is awesome! I'm the other sister that got drunk. Good times lol

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    1. hahaha...for some reason I am just now seeing this...I didn't even realize you read this post hahahaha....omg that trip was so funny!!!

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