New Year’s Road Trip

I have never really been on that many road trips, especially ones that I’ve done most all of the driving. A few days before New Year’s, my boyfriend asked if I’d like to go with him and his family to the Rio Grande Valley to spend the holiday with his oldest brother at his ranch. I jumped at the chance!! I live in San Antonio, Texas and if you don’t know much about the Valley, it is about 4 hours away and is along the Texas/ Mexico boarder. And with the boarder not being to safe right now, my slightly over protective mom was non too happy. We worked out a plan that I’d go to Laredo first (the hometown of my boo) and we would follow his parents there. This added an extra 2 hours to my trip but it also meant a 4 hour road trip with him. I set of on my little adventure at 7:30 am on New Year’s Eve Day.

It was not a pretty day for a road trip… And South Texas is very flat…but I made it!!



The drive was soo freaking long and I don’t sit still for very long well but we made it to the small little ranch town his brother lives in


I met more of his family. Now I have met all four of his older brothers, yes I said FOUR! Their poor mother.. They were all very welcoming and very nice to me, more than we both expected. Even his dad, who has not said much to me but has made it very clear that he does not want anymore grandchildren any time soon, even he cracked a smile. I had not seen my man in a few days and we were eager to check in our hotel. Two of his brothers wanted to come along for the ride so that put a small damper on our much needed alone time but I had the next few days with him, right?

We stayed at the La Quinta in Harlingen and it was a decent room but anywhere from his brother’s was about 30 minutes away, back over the cool bridge we went.



We got back and we ate, and ate, and ate. They drank some and offered me some but yeah right like I’m going to drink in front of his family when I hardly know them.. Then we popped fireworks. There were no major accidents. I stepped on a smoldering box and got a little blister on my toe from ashes that fell into my improper footwear and Josh burnt his fingers from lighting the wrong end of Black Cats but a quick “shake it off” and a knocking out of my shoe and it was back to the show. The clock struck twelve and we toasted, ate and wished on our twelve grapes (this was new to me). And best of all, I got my first New Year’s kiss! It was an amazing night. We drove back to the hotel, by ourselves this time, and well, slept eventually. This was probably the most comfortable bed and pillows i have ever slept in! I wish I would have fit the whole set in my suit case.

The next day was filled with more food, hanging out, and going to a mall. Here there was a huge Christmas tree that the women wanted to take a family photo in front of. It was hard to dodge that awkward bullet and took some sly manipulation but I managed to be the one to be taking the photo. However, they did insist on taking one of just the two of us, which I didn’t mind one bit. And yes I am starting my diet tomorrow!!


After another amazing night in the hotel, we had to head back out to the ranch and say our final goodbyes and drive home. Josh was going back to Laredo with his parents leaving me on my own 4 hour back to San Antonio. On this drive, I pass through the costal city of Corpus Christi. My family and I went here when I was a little kid and I haven’t seen a beach for about 13 years so I took a detour. I was hoping there was going to be a big sign with an arrow that said BEACH. There was no such sign. But I did find this, and it looked promising:


After driving for about an hour searching for the shore, I didn’t think it would be that hard to find the ocean. I passed a lot of oil refineries and finally found it!!! ALL ON MY OWN!! This was a major thing for me because I get lost going across town and here I was in some place I have not been since I was ten and I did not need any help. As an added bonus, I had been begging people to go to the beach with me for a while now and I was there! Yes, I was by myself and yes, it was freezing and grey and rainy but it left me with a since of pride and accomplishment. And seeing the ocean was…liberating to say the least. It was so huge and to know the there was no end till Central America made it all that more amazing.

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My four hour road trip turned into six and the rain continued. I made all the way back to San Antonio without getting lost and then I hit the city… Tell me how I can go to all these different cities I have never been before and here is where I get lost, in my hometown? Really? And I’ve been lost in this part before…


Obviously I made it home to tell my tale of the travels. But I defiantly want to go on another road trip again very soon, and can’t wait for more hotel alone time with my sexy man. I got all I need in that room. A bathroom, huge bed, TV, frige, microwave, and my best friend/ love of my life.


The best way to fail

Every year, people make a New Years resolution. I make one every year and usually only follow my pact for about a week. With that time of year sneaking up on us again I am reminded of the…


*Not only did I not lose the weight I promised myself I was going to sweat off, in fact I gained probably at least 10 pounds.
*I still drink dark soda.
*I still have the OCCASIONAL ciggy when there are more adult beverages in that soda..shh don’t tell mom.
*That road trip with the best friend was put off for another year.
*Another summer was not spent with Sundays at the best river spot I have found.
*I made less, a lot less, money than I did last year.

However the failure I am most proud of comes from a promise I had made with my best friend. See, she is very much a realist while I am a optimist. I like seeing the good in people (even if there might not be any). We told ourselves that I was going to keep my feet on the ground this year and she was going to fly in the clouds. Which comes back to our title, this truly is the best way to fail at a resolution. Somewhere around February I had the realization that I enjoy having my head in the clouds about some things. I am an optimist because I want to believe that things can be better. I wasn’t always the most happy person and so the clouds were my escape from my own self. I can’t be a realist, that may work for her but I need to believe on my bad days that tomorrow will be a better one. This is how my mind works and this is what keeps my world going. I am not disappointed that I failed that time.

But in truth, money really isn’t everything. I might have made less money but I graduated with my Bachelors in Nursing. I enjoyed the food I ate and the not-working-out I did. I cut down on dark sodas, I have only had two ciggys. Ok ok, that road trip is probably never going to happen but I get lost easy so that might be a good thing. Sundays were not spent at the lake but they were spent with the man of my dreams.

All in all, I still consider this year a win because it was a great one. Not all my resolutions were busts, biggest win of all was that I found a guy that treats me right.. So, thank you New Years Baby for not giving me the will power for the rest of my resolutions so that this last one could come true. If that is what you do, i am unsure. But I will get my revenge for the weight thing!!