We are adjusting to life on the road in a big way. I’ve already learned how to wash dishes in cold water, how to sleep in a full-size bed with a full-size man and dog, and how to use the toilet in a bathroom the size of a broom closet while swaying back and forth down the interstate. We will be pros by the time we get back.

JD has learned that stealing WIFI is not as easy as it looks.

 

He also found out that our RV gets between 6 and 10 miles per gallon which, according to him, is not a lot. Teen Tyre and I explained that it’s all about the SMILES per gallon. He took that about as well as you probably imagine.

Teen Tyre has learned that her parents know very little about RV life. Or about anything actually, and seems to find that HYSTERICAL.

 

Teen Tyre is at her best when traveling. Maybe it has something to do with A) If she gets an attitude we can leave her a verrry long way from home, and B) She gets to lay around and not do schoolwork – a teenager’s dream!

BC has learned that he LOVES camping, but he HATES the drive between campgrounds. Perhaps it’s because the whole RV sounds like it’s coming apart as we drive, but he will stand at the front between the bucket seats for HOURS and just stare back into the RV.

Tomorrow we head further into the great wild. Who knows what we’ll learn?? Maybe even something useful like how to turn on our heater so Teen Tyre can stop sleeping in a hat and two pairs of socks.

 

I took Moon to the doctor today for a check-up and she wouldn’t even let me LOOK at her, much less take her picture. I was reminded of a time when she was a little more amiable. The post below was originally posted Sept, 2009.

The Moonpie and I have a habit of being late for the eye doctor. It’s not my fault, really. They are just so darn far – 45 minutes away, and we only leave 30 minutes before the appointment. Okay, so it IS my fault.

And when the receptionist says they’ll still TAKE us, but only AFTER the other people, we just roll with it.

We kill time by playing the, “Who Can Make the Silliest Face and Most Annoying Noise” game.

It’s amazing how quickly they find a way to fit us in.

(Freeda is still here and going strong. This blog however, seems to be winding down. I’ll try to find interesting content before we say good-bye.)

Sorry. It’s late.

Do you know what every summer for the last 7 years has been like? Sort of like working the janitorial shift at Hair Clips. THIS is what happens when the weather gets warm –

Huge clumps of hair fall out of my dog. The above brush was from ONE quick swipe over Freeda’s coat. The brush is unnecessary, anything  – petting, feeding, sleeping – will cause little hairy tumbleweeds to blow around my house. It’s as COOL as it sounds. I must sweep five times a day, and yet there’s always more. Until now.

That’s right, we FINALLY decided to take Freeda for a haircut.

This is JD explaining “Spa Day” to Freeda.

This is Freeda saying, “No Thanks.”

In my naivete, I thought we’d just stand there and watch. I SO wanted to document the whole process, but no, they sent us away and said to come back in FOUR hours. Yikes. Dogs are such divas.

We finally got the call that she was ready. Rachel couldn’t wait to see the result.

Whoo Hoo. Freeda couldn’t wait to see US.

Hey, where you going?

Uh..you got her Rachel?

Wow. She’s really in a hurry to show off her new “do”. It must be a girl thing.

Sleep well.

This is one cool city. Seriously. It’s got everything – history, good food, the ocean, good food. Some things are so good they deserve a second mention. JD went to work while Moon and I explored the city. By “explore”, I mean we asked Suri to find us the nearest restaurant. This led us to Poogan’s Porch where we had yummy biscuits and BBQ sandwiches. Afterward, we walked through the famous City Market.  There was a ton of cool stuff, but we were blown away that everything is packed up each night and unpacked again each morning. We did buy a couple of gifts while we were there, but mainly we enjoyed just looking around.

Obviously, after such a hard day we had to go back to the room and nap. Traveling takes it out of a person, amiright Kittens? JD got home around 5:30 and by 7:00 we were ready to eat again. Amen Street Fish & Oysters was our destination and again, it was yummy. We stopped at the Moon Pie store on the way home so we’d have breakfast, and then all settled in for the night.

JD has to work again, and Moon and I are going to the aquarium and to tour an old dungeon, unless we get sidetracked by something important.  And by “important”, I mean delicious. But you probably knew that already.

I’ve decided that when I don’t have time to post something new, I’ll reach into the files for some oldies but goodies. Tonight, I didn’t have time to do even THAT. So I went over to my brother’s defunct blog and pulled out one of HIS greatest hits.

From: Lisa B****

To: Community

Subject: Vandal

I’m looking to identify the individual(s) who vandalized the rose at my mailbox. Any information would be appreciated.

 

Thanks.

To: Lisa B****

From: Ammo Guy

Subject: RE: Vandal

Lisa,

Could you please be more specific. I have vandalized dozens of mailboxes and roses in the last few weeks. There is no way I can be sure if I was able to vandalize yours without more details.

Was the rose dug up and replanted upside down? That’s a trademark of mine. I don’t do all of them that way, but if your rose is upside down, there’s a very good chance it was me.

Also, was he mailbox damaged in any way? I usually try to at least drill a few holes in the top of them, maybe fill it with concrete, but if I was in a hurry I may have just vandalized the rose. I don’t like to do things halfway, but I might have had several to do that night.

You know what, it might be easiest if you just email me a picture of the rose and mailbox. I will definitely recognize if it’s my doing. I take pride in my vandalizing and can I can always spot my work.

Looking forward to hearing from you,

Ammo Guy

PS: Is there a reward for this information?

Hey, it was just laying there, no one was using it!

As you can imagine, my weekend sucked. I don’t really feel like blogging, but I have to write SOMETHING so I don’t see those big eyes staring at me, REMINDING me, every time I go to Zolligirl.

So, here’s a funny video.