Road trippin'

I love to pack. I love putting everything in a suitcase/duffel bag/box/whatever. It's like playing real live Tetris. Everything fits in with everything else and there are little spaces that things can go in and perfect fits for books and movies... ahhh it's so satisfying! The other side of it is that I love to unpack. Taking everything out of the boxes/suitcases etc. and put it all in a certain place. Every trinket, book, picture, piece of clothing, whatever has a specific place that it belongs. Every time I come home I put all my stuff in the exact same place it was in the last time I was here, and the time before that. It really makes all the difference. I can't stand having boxes and clothes and just stuff around. I like it clean and organized with everything in its place. I am a pack rat, so it does make things a bit more interesting, haha. I have so much STUFF that I can't bring myself to get rid of so I just keep accumulating random little things that I feel like I can't live without. What if I need it?! You never know. 

Also, on this 11hr trip from Provo, UT to Concord, CA I was able to drive it all  with my daddy. And yeah, I call him daddy still even though I'm 20yrs old. Not all the time, but I do. I don't care. Anyway, we were driving and chillin' and talkin' and havin' a good time. A couple hours into it I started realizing how alike we are. I mean, I always knew I was a daddy's girl. I have been forever. I was the little sister that would dig up worms and throw them at Blake because he would freak out. It was awesome. He's such a neat/clean freak and I like to get dirty and do crazy things. I changed my car battery by myself and I loved it. (In case you hadn't heard... hahaha.) Anyway. On the drive it was just a lot more apparent how much I take after his mannerisms. Here's a short list of the things I can remember...

-We finger tap. To any beat at all. The weather stripping around my windshield came off and was tapping against the driver side window and both of us just started nodding with the beat. Any song that came on the radio/ipod we both finger tapped the drum and/or guitar parts. It was kind weird actually.

-We both have song ADD. Can't listen to the same song for more than about 30 seconds. Unless it's a really good one then we have to sing along. Loudly and off-key.

-We both are incredibly inclined to road rage. We definitely get irritated easily while on the road. Everyone else is stupid and we're the only ones who know how to drive well. Hahaha...

-We both drive with our knees sometimes.

-We both love duct tape and sincerely believe that good quality duct tape can be used to fix anything. 

-We mock people for the same things. At the same time. And then laugh.

-Neither of us like nail polish. I think this is just something I learned from him directly. Never wore it growing up and now I can't have it on for more than 12 hours before I feel icky and have to remove it.

That's about it for now. All I can remember at this moment at least. But still. It's awesome. We both also laugh at ridiculous things a lot. Things that aren't funny. But ARE funny. To us. Needless to say, my dad is basically a 21yr old boy. And it love it. I love my dad so much.