a scene from the Ali Mixer Campbell movie

I went to okeefenokee swamp last week. It was just me and zoe and ada in the car. Imagine if you will, driving down one of those highways that make you wonder every 5 minutes if you should turn around because maybe you took the wrong road and there are NO cars out there. I felt like I was in a place that either was from what's eating gilbert grape, or part twilight, and part french kiss (yes, but you'd understand if you were there).
I looked out my window and saw many abandoned farms. they had rows dug out, but over time weeds had taken over. It reminded me of Isaiah that I was studying. In chapter 5 there was a story of a vineyard, where the gardener chose the most fertile land, choicest vines, best materials and worked that vineyard, setting up permanent protection and great care. But after he planted his vines, they still made bad grapes. He had expected so much fruit that he made a winepress, but ended up with nothing, so he allowed thistles to take over and refused water on he land... all to represent God's work with the israelites and his disappointment in their lack of faith.
Why do I mention this? Doesn't happen very often that I notice and have those kind of reminders.
so I keep driving as I hear my girls wonder if we're there OVER AND OVER. I bribed, plead, I even dared zoe to close her eyes for 30 seconds because I KNEW that she would fall asleep, none to my avail. Eventually as I ignored them, I finally heard silence. I look in the rearview mirror and see both girls asleep. I turn up my 80's music and have that time... you know it; it's that time where you break out into the loudest silent dance party you can think of because you can drive in silence.
now keep in mind that it only lasted for 30 minutes... it ended with Zoe screaming because her booty hurt and she couldn't get comfy and she was tired and , and, and...
I can't take it anymore: get out! I pull over on the empty road and force my children to get out of the car and have a dance party in the middle of the road till they were too tired to stand. "No more complaining anymore, or you'll be forced to walk down the road while I drive behind you!" about 20 minutes later, I pull over to take a picture, when I notice that the cars stopping next to me are my family coming from florida... for the rest of the ride, I get to drive along with my sister, brother, the cousins and my mom... what a great ending to an ... um... interesting drive. I guess this is what happens when you're 30.