cimorene

Despite past occasions like the NIGHTMARE ROADTRIP FROM HELL TO TEXAS 2004, and the four or five tickets my mom got in 2003 due to falling asleep during the 3.5 hour drive to and from Atlanta, and the fact that she has narcolepsy (aka: falling asleep without warning!), my dad clearly thinks I'm just being a busybody because I keep trying to discourage them from taking long roadtrips anymore. My mother has always been a poor driver, but her narcolepsy has been getting immeasurably worse in recent years, and before 2003 my dad did over 90% of the driving. Since

cuddlepint is 15 and has only had her learner's permit for less than six months, I don't think she is up to doing that.

Now they're planning a roadtrip from Alabama to New Mexico; Daddy estimates this at 17 hours' driving (not counting, that is, any stops whatsoever), but which I think may be an underestimate.

And he thinks they can do it in two days, and assures me that they have hotel reservations and will stop plenty for Mom to nap. And Lilly can drive! (That's my sister, not the cat - the cat has only 2 L's.)

Why are parents stupid? And why won't they believe you when you try to protect them from their own folly??? *tears hair*

If I could split myself into pieces ~~like Patrick does to sing harmony with himself ♥♥♥!~~ I would send Me #2 home promptly to be their housekeeper/chauffeur/secretary. Sometimes thinking of them managing without me makes me cringe. I know they're adults who have always stumbled along more or less okay without me, but then things happen like the Vacation From Hell last summer and Crack Care Packages, and I'm just like, for the love of tiny little green boxes, how are they even still alive?