text: Alexandra Rest Stops and Bathroom Breaks A never ending road trip across the east coast For My Mother 
   
   
     
   
  Chapter One- My Life Is a Never Ending Road Trip 
  Have you ever gone to a bathroom in the Virginia Welcome Center and seen a little Latino woman (no offense to Latinos, I love you! It's just how it happened this time) changing her little baby and the poor thing is just staring at this woman glaring at her face in the mirror and putting more makeup on because her boyfriend is waiting for her outside and there's this mother of seven smiling at her little darlings as she washes her hand and they laugh and pick their noses while your trying to dry your hands with the stupid blow dryers because all the paper towels had been used at like seven in the morning and it's now noon? No? Well, that's my life written in one very long probably run-on sentence. But I don't care! Okay, maybe I do..... 
  My name is Beatrice. I know what you're thinking, ICK. It's okay, I think that too. My mother loves the play Much Ado About Nothing and sadly decided to curse my siblings and I with Shakespearean names. Love you mom. I go by Treasie though. Pronounced Tree and then you add a little sea. My little brother, as you might have guessed, is named Claudio (mom refused to name him Benedick because I mean, that would just be wrong considering we're related and all!) and my slightly less little sister is Margaret (she got the small straw I guess because in the play she's a servant). Together we are....losers with lame names! But it's all good because Margaret's Maggie and Claudio...well we call him Cal. It's hard to make nicknames for someone called Claudio! I mean really! Mom couldn't just call him Jacob like all the other mother out there! 
  Well, our lives are filled with road trips. No reason really, mom just likes to drive us across the east coast for no apparent reason save the fact that she loves to look at all the different places and find inspiration to paint. Gosh, every weekend we drive somewhere and watch her paint for an hour or two, just to come back. We don't even get snow globes or little t-shirts that say I <3 Jersey! Word of advice for aspiring painters, don't have children and name them after play characters and then drive them around the east coast every weekend, it's NOT FUN. EVER!!!! 
   
   
   Publication Date: May 1st 2011 https://www.bookrix.com/-peacetothepeople