As children of the 80’s, my wife and I often sing songs by Journey, Loverboy, Def Leppard, or Bon Jovi about something that’s going on in our lives.

This holiday, we traveled back home to see our families and spent 5 days total up north. It was a great trip, but we were dreading the drive home. For some reason, the trip from Pittsburgh to Nashville always has some complication that causes it to last 11+ hours. Last year, the trip took us over 13 hours and elicited a comment from my wife that we would never do it again (paraphrased and cleaned up).

Well, this year, the trip back had its own theme song.

The Glamorous Life by Sheila E

Our oldest got some kind of stomach virus and threw up for the first few hours. She went through four outfits and at one point, I had to take her into a McDonald’s bathroom in the middle of nowhere in Ohio and wipe her down from head to toe. When I came back out – covered in orange and red puke myself – my wife was feeding a bottle to our youngest in the parking space next to ours because the smell in the truck was unbearable.

We just looked at each other and started to laugh, and she made the comment, “Well don’t we lead the glamorous life?”