Art and Mike arrived safely back from their road trip yesterday afternoon. They left last Friday, but I didn't mention it because I didn't want creepers showing up at my house. Every year in Bonneville, Utah they hold the world speed races on the Salt Flats. People come from all over the world to try and beat the world land speed record (which I believe is 750 miles per hour) in custom cars (many that look like cigars) and motorcycles. They left Friday afternoon and instead of heading straight to Utah, they took a round-a-bout way through Kansas, Oklahoma, Texas and New Mexico. They stopped at junkyards or any time they saw a cool car for sale, camped in state parks and were even able to follow parts of old Route 66. The races started Saturday and ended Thursday, but by Tuesday they were still in New Mexico. When I asked if they were going to make it Bonneville Art said, "yeah, I'm pretty sure..." They arrived in Bonneville Wednesday morning in time to see several races, roam around the Salt Flats and meet people. Art, being the kind of guy he is, of course made some new friends. One guy from Phoenix drives an old car (Art told me the make and year like it was something I would remember) and after the races he was heading to South Dakota and then on to Indiana. Apparently he is going to stop and camp at our house on his way through. Art also offered camp space to another couple that would be driving through sometime this summer. Hopefully they aren't sociopaths, but Art assures me they are really nice people. That's what people say about serial killers, too.
Art and Mike roamed the races for most of Wednesday and then hit the road Wednesday night. They took I-80 home and were able to see Wyoming (and had some close encounters with rabbits and wild horses). When I talked to Art on Thursday he driving through Nebraska. He said it was the worst state, by far, that he has ever driven through and it took all day. He also said that Nebraska serves no purpose and that it should be dropped from the United States. I've heard this from everyone who has driven through Nebraska and I hope to always avoid it.
They got home Friday afternoon and I think Art was glad to sleep in his own bed. He loves camping and sleeping in a tent, but now he doesn't have to worry about the threat of Tarantulas and Copperheads finding their way in to his bed. That was an actual sign at one of the state parks they stayed in (New Mexico, I believe), "Beware of Tarantulas and Copperheads". Made him very nervous.
Art took loads of pictures which I haven't even looked at yet but I will definately post them later (probably not until next week when I'm at work, since I don't have highspeed Internet. Yet.). Art is also considering selling our place and moving to New Mexico but I told him that I have already lived in a trailer and I don't want to do it again (especially in a desert. I don't care how beautful it is) so he will just have to settle for a vacation. He's already planning a road trip for the two of us down there. I told him I would love to go, but we're not stopping at junkyards and I don't want to stop every twenty miles to check out an old car on the side of the road or in someone's yard.
The boys had a wonderful time and even though they didn't spend as much time in Bonneville as they had originally intended, I think the trip was all the better for it. Neither one had seen the Southwest and since they are both the type that can just drive without a specific destination in mind or have to follow a schedule (unlike me) it couldn't have been a better trip! I am glad Art's home, though, as I was the one in charge of the farm. I had to get up early every morning to do chores and I had to do them again in the evening. Before he left, Art told me that if I lost the farm while he was gone, he was going to have to fire me. Luckily everything ran smoothly so I didn't lose my job.
Not that I don't love my husband, but I enjoyed myself quite a bit while he was gone. I watched "Love Actually" (twice. I can never get enough) and because I don't grill very well I ate mostly carbohydrates while he was gone. When I say 'carbohydrates' I mean specifically chicken flavored Ramen noodles. I know, I know, it's totally poor college fare, but I love themI LOVE chicken flavored Ramen noodles and nothing you say will change that for me. I don't eat them often but every now and again I will get a craving for them and it just so happened that the craving came upon me while he was gone. I enjoyed not having to cook, I loved being able to go to bed at 8:30, and I just enjoyed being with myself. Buddy also loved being able to sleep on the bed. But by Friday I was ready for him to be home (plus, I needed some protein in my diet).
Art and Mike roamed the races for most of Wednesday and then hit the road Wednesday night. They took I-80 home and were able to see Wyoming (and had some close encounters with rabbits and wild horses). When I talked to Art on Thursday he driving through Nebraska. He said it was the worst state, by far, that he has ever driven through and it took all day. He also said that Nebraska serves no purpose and that it should be dropped from the United States. I've heard this from everyone who has driven through Nebraska and I hope to always avoid it.
They got home Friday afternoon and I think Art was glad to sleep in his own bed. He loves camping and sleeping in a tent, but now he doesn't have to worry about the threat of Tarantulas and Copperheads finding their way in to his bed. That was an actual sign at one of the state parks they stayed in (New Mexico, I believe), "Beware of Tarantulas and Copperheads". Made him very nervous.
Art took loads of pictures which I haven't even looked at yet but I will definately post them later (probably not until next week when I'm at work, since I don't have highspeed Internet. Yet.). Art is also considering selling our place and moving to New Mexico but I told him that I have already lived in a trailer and I don't want to do it again (especially in a desert. I don't care how beautful it is) so he will just have to settle for a vacation. He's already planning a road trip for the two of us down there. I told him I would love to go, but we're not stopping at junkyards and I don't want to stop every twenty miles to check out an old car on the side of the road or in someone's yard.
The boys had a wonderful time and even though they didn't spend as much time in Bonneville as they had originally intended, I think the trip was all the better for it. Neither one had seen the Southwest and since they are both the type that can just drive without a specific destination in mind or have to follow a schedule (unlike me) it couldn't have been a better trip! I am glad Art's home, though, as I was the one in charge of the farm. I had to get up early every morning to do chores and I had to do them again in the evening. Before he left, Art told me that if I lost the farm while he was gone, he was going to have to fire me. Luckily everything ran smoothly so I didn't lose my job.
Not that I don't love my husband, but I enjoyed myself quite a bit while he was gone. I watched "Love Actually" (twice. I can never get enough) and because I don't grill very well I ate mostly carbohydrates while he was gone. When I say 'carbohydrates' I mean specifically chicken flavored Ramen noodles. I know, I know, it's totally poor college fare, but I love themI LOVE chicken flavored Ramen noodles and nothing you say will change that for me. I don't eat them often but every now and again I will get a craving for them and it just so happened that the craving came upon me while he was gone. I enjoyed not having to cook, I loved being able to go to bed at 8:30, and I just enjoyed being with myself. Buddy also loved being able to sleep on the bed. But by Friday I was ready for him to be home (plus, I needed some protein in my diet).
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