National Lampoon’s Red Hot Vacation

28 Dec

Sunday morning at 7am I loaded up the fam in the trusty family truckster and pointed it south, headed towards Medford, OR. 7 hours later we were enjoying the Rogue River Valley area and readying ourselves for Santy to shimmy down the chimney, while reassuring a 6 year old that Santa will indeed relocate any due presents to our new locale.

IMG_1015.JPG

The usual stuff happened when being introduced to what will be part of your new family after you get married in a week…uncomfortable silences, witnessing in-family arguments, explaining the many wonders of beer and hot dogs, and fully placing your foot in your mouth on more than one occasion. It was a great time, and I realized soaking in a hot tub while it’s snowing is one of my new hobbies.

Speaking of snow, we saw a lot of it. Driving over Grant’s Pass quickly turned into navigating a Donner-esque snow storm.

IMG_1033.JPG

If you have never enjoyed the thrill of being hit dead in the face with a snowball, here’s what it looks like mere seconds before it happens. My soon-to-be-brother-in-law is in the background. Note grapefruit-size snowball in soon-to-be-brother-in-laws-hand.
IMG_1034.JPG

Refreshing. If you’d like to recreate the event, look at this picture, then simultaneously cover your face with a frozen washcloth and stab yourself in the face with every fork in the kitchen. That should do the trick.

Advertisements

One Response to “National Lampoon’s Red Hot Vacation”

  1. heather December 30, 2007 at 1:03 am #

    dude, i hope that snow wasn’t yellow.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: