Today we venture to home of JOE's parents where we have been kindly offered a much needed break in the midst our 12 hour drive to Albuquerque. Tony and I have enjoyed the company of JOE's whole clan before today. We once went on a fine camping trip with the whole group (minus one member still in school).
Car trips have taken on a whole new meaning for me now that a small person is sitting on my bladder and causing my hips to ache pretty much constantly. I have been instructed to get out and walk every two hours. This goes against all my road trip instincts. Like everyone raised in the southwest I am a professional car-tripper. I have amused myself (sans radio) staring out the window of our station wagon for up to 20 hours at a stretch. The only stops were for gas and 5 minuet bathroom breaks. In my mind nothing short of a blown tire breaks up a a road trip.
I feel like such a pansy.
However, not wishing to piddle in the car I will do as my doctor suggests.
Happy Travels to you all.
2 comments:
As much as I enjoyed that comic, and found it thought-provoking, I think I will email Joe directly about it.
speaking of ironic deaths...
http://www.cnn.com/2007/US/12/21/roof.ap/index.html
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