Last Leg (this is a little graphic near the end)

Ok, here goes the last leg, we left Scooter's house at about 10:30-11, none of us was looking forward to the drive ahead of us. The one plus was that we would be on the interstate or the highway or whatever so we could drive faster. We had about a 10 hour drive ahead of us, which really sucked! So we got going and everything was good. I basically listened to my iPod the whole time and sang at the top of my lungs so I wouldn't fall asleep, even though I had No Doze in me constantly. I basically had my iPod on so I wouldn't be bored, I would intersperse my iPod listening with talking to Spencer, although I don't really remember everything we talked about, it was basically stuff to keep me occupied, so really random stuff. We drove for ever and let me tell you, New Mexico and Texas suck to drive through because they are really boring! They are flat and boring. Ok, so as we were nearing the New Mexico/Texas border, we could see fog ahead of us, New Mexico was really clear, but Texas had this fog over it. So we drive through and you know, it is just a basic fog, but than it starts to snow...*Duh Duh Duh* =) We stop in Amarillo for gas for my Uhual and it is just pouring snow, it was kinda bad. Dad says that if we drive through Amarillo and beyond, and get to a town called Childress, we would pass the storm and be ok. So we get to the next town around 7 or 8, I can't remember. The town was called Clarendom or Clarendon or something like that for dinner and gas for the Penske and truck.

Oh wait, I almost forgot, I think it was when we hit Texas, after the snow started, my mom and dad switched vehicles, because the boat kept sliding and swerving on my mom, so my dad took over for her. At Clarendon, we had dinner at Pizza Hut, and I only had half a pizza, Connor, Karissa, and Brittney were all feeling sick as well, so none of us really ate. My dad finally said we would get a hotel for the night because we still had another 5 and half hours to go before we hit Fort Worth. There were no open hotels in Clarendon, and no open hotels in the next town, Memphis. So we called Stan to find a hotel in Childress for us, my dad booked a room for us there and we left. Now Childress was about an hour and a half away at our speeds, because we were only going like 35 at the tops. As we left, my dad was in the lead, I followed, than my mom came last. I went about 25-30 mph to stay up with my dad while giving him distance and my mom was going about 15-20 mph. I was talking to Spencer while I was driving because I was having problems staying focused.

Well I drove onto those bumps on the side of the road and it started to suck me in, so I told Spencer to hold on because I was drifting. Well I started to correct myself and the Uhual started to go sideways on me. Well I immediately went "oh crap, hang on Spencer" and I dropped the phone so I could grip the steering wheel better and I managed to right myself when the Uhual went sideways the other way. So i try to correct myself and I slide off the road. As soon as I stop I immediately put my face in my hands and I burst out crying. Spencer the whole is freaking out and trying to get my attention, I finally hear him and tell him I am ok. Now this whole time, my dad had pulled the truck over and was running down the hill towards me. My mom had finally spotted me and Britt had called her to say I went off the road, but I was ok. Now she hit the same patch of ice that I had and her Penske want sideways, so she manages to straighten it out, but it over corrects itself and she corrects it again. Now behind her was a big semi that had tried to slow down for her, but his trailer jack-knifed and he was slowly inching his way towards my mom. Dad in the mean time saw all this happening and was trying to tell my mom to get off the road and my mom is just freaking out and trying to do that at the same time. Now I didn't know that all this was happening, all I knew was I needed to get back on the road and out of the snow.

By the time Dad got to me, I was unstuck, he told me to just drive on the shoulder of the road, not the actual road. The road had about 2 in. of ice on it, almost like an ice skating rink, it was really bad. My dad went back to the truck and started up the hill, but he had to stop to throw up because he was so nervous. He finally found like a little parking lot at the top of the hill, so we all went up there to stay the night. Now the place we stopped at was called Donley's County Gin, whatever that was and it seemed to be trucker heaven, there were so many truckers stopped there. Mom put Boo and Gracee in my Uhual and I went and stayed in the Penske with her. By this time it was 11:15 pm. Before I was even comfortable, I realized that I needed to throw up, so I got out of the Penske and threw up what little dinner I had. And then every 20-30 minutes after that, I had to get out and throw up. It really sucked. And at one point, I had to go to the bathroom, so i went to the truck and got out the butt wipes, and went to the back of the truck and went pee and took a dump. Sorry for whoever reads this.

At around 5:30 am, we finally left, I thought I was ok, but when we got to Clarendon, I realized I wasn't so we ended up staying there for about a 2 hour nap, for me and dad atleast. When we woke up, I thought I was feeling better, but not even 5 minutes later, I had to pull over to throw up again. It really sucked. We had no more problems other than me throwing up and we got to Fort Worth just fine. It is a beautiful house and I'm happy for my family.