Fun in the Car

So we’re on the road again.
No surprise there.

To pass the time on these 4+ hour car rides, we have a few go-to games.

Usually I’ll read aloud from a book that we both enjoy. This year we read all of the Hunger Games, The Underland Chronicles, The Books of Ember, and the last couple of the Harry Potter series. But when we can’t agree on a book to read, we move on to the game we are currently playing.

Guess The Movie Soundtrack

Turn Pandora on to the Epic Soundtracks station and turn the screen off, take guesses as to which movie it came from, and see who won!

Brian always guesses Pirates of the Caribbean or Gladiator. And he’s usually right. Hans Zimmer is so good. If you have the patience to sit through 8 minute songs, you can just let them play trough. But we usually skip to the next song until Pandora-nazi stops us.

And then there’s always 20 Questions. (road kill should not be allowed as the word to guess.)

(That is all.)

we’re through, Pandora.

I about had it out with Pandora today. She keeps doing this thing where she cuts out a song right in the middle to go to a commercial. Ok, that’s fine, if it’s a song I don’t like. I don’t pay for it, so there have to be ads.

But today I had this in front of me:

So I was pumping my jam while folding laundry. Really, what else can one enjoy while folding laundry? (If you have other ideas, do tell.)

Here’s my jam. (Previously thumbs-up’d so it would ideally play more often.) She finally got to it after about 10 back-to-back Pit Bull and Usher songs. She dangled it in front of me and then BAM! Commercial. Didn’t even get to the bridge… Before you came into my life I missed you so bad. (Such good logic.)

I got mad and yelled at her (waking the bunny) and told her we’re through. Then she responded with this:

Really Pandora? Trying to butter me up with your wily devices?

Fine.

We’re not broken up anymore.