Some people don't look forward to a good, long road trip, but we do. We love zoning out on the interstate, rocking out to early '90s jams, and the inevitable and immediate feeling of contrition after a giant double burger from Wendy's. Oh, it hurts so good!
Our trip down to North Carolina was full of memorable moments, all of them involving eleven hours of Derrick shivering in the passenger seat, pale as a sheet (well, paler than usual) and battling a crippling stomach virus.
We were sad for Derrick, but as usual, we were way more sad for ourselves, because not only did we have to drive the entire way, we also didn't get to enjoy any of Derrick's hilarious road rage antics. Luckily for us, he was as good as new for our drive back up to Philly, and we learned so many new foul phrases we could never have imagined in our wildest dreams!
We tried to take his mind off of things with some light conversation.
In all seriousness, it isn't too difficult to steer Derrick back into a happier frame of mind. Sometimes, a little Lady Gaga goes a long, long way.