I truly love my family and all our silliness and diversity. My family from Japan is here visiting for my Grandpa’s 88th birthday party we were taking a trip down memory lane… that is always interesting. I’ve heard for most of my life how gutsy I am and that some admire how fearless I can be but it’s never been something I see in myself. I’m just me.
I just think I’m a jackass who doesn’t truly understand limitations. If it seems plausible I am going to tackle the shit out of it, have fun and make the most of it! Laughter is usually the key in all things that drive me.
My family likes to talk about these ballsy moments in my youth that I will probably face with my own kids. My aunt said to me, “Do you remember that time when you were sixteen and we took off to Vegas for the night?”
I laughed, “My Dad was SO pissed at me! Still is, actually. Let’s remind him tomorrow about that trip so you can see his face.”
When I was sixteen my aunt and cousin from Japan came to visit. My cousin was enrolling in a golf summer camp out here and she was staying for a short trip to get him settled. Unfortunately, a family emergency was cutting her trip short and she had to leave for Tokyo the day after enrollment.
I was driving them everywhere, being a good hostess and making the most of the trip. My aunt was really sad for many reasons and had guilt that she really wanted to stay because she just wanted to go to Vegas.
Let me lay this out for you:
It was about 2pm after my cousin was enrolled. We were almost two hours south of my home.
Vegas from my home was 4 hours.
I was sixteen.
Vegas from where we were was probably more like 6 hours.
I had my license for less than a month.
She had to be on an international flight at 9am the next day.
My Dad was a Cop… he had guns.
We happened to be on the 15 which is the same highway that you take to get to Vegas.
My fearless love for adventures and road trips was born that day.
I very seriously said to her, “We could always just end up in Vegas and tell my Dad that we got lost! You can gamble for a few hours, I’ll find a diner with friends and drink a lot of coffee.” My grin was apparently infectious because she lit up right back at me.
She did the math and started to feel like it was impossible. We both were more concerned that my Dad was going to be pissed so I think we had an agreement to not answer his calls. Because, that makes it SO much better when we finally have to face him after he has probably thought we died somewhere. Details.
This is one of those moments where I remind my Dad that I truly am the best daughter ever and he loves me because I am a princess. Actually, my brother is more like the princess because he is a wuss compared to me. I think this is exactly why my Dad doesn’t read my blogs. Uh, and my brother as well.
So, needless to say we went. We had a great time. She broke even. I saw my friends who didn’t seem at all shocked that I came up with this plan. I almost hit a coyote on the way back. We got lost. Got home thirty minutes before she needed to head to LAX and my Dad was so furious he couldn’t even speak to us.
I heard about it for months after she left. I guess saying, “But, DAD I already drove to Vegas so why can’t I go on this road trip?” wasn’t a good idea because we ended up in a fight each time.
Now with a sixteen year old niece and thinking of my kids at that age I’m really wondering if I was a little insane then. I often feel for my Dad and what I put him through…
However, when that story comes up fondly from my aunt as a huge defining moment for her seeing my strength, independence, insanity and ability to tackle the impossible it kind of makes me proud. My family is full of these daring and often crazy stories. It’s in our blood.
Though, if my kids pull that shit I will probably lose my mind. Mostly because they didn’t bring me on an adventure like that.
Disclosure: I am a member of the Toyota Women Influencer Network aka TWIN. I was not compensated for this post or participation in the program.
About Leila DontSpeakWhinese
Leila, aka The Ninja, is the advocate for all things not whining. Parenting is fun when everyone stops b*tching! She is a single Mom with two amazing kids. They ninja kick through life together. Oh and she is a total jackass.