2 Days on the Road

Two days on the road has landed us in Kansas City.  But I'm about to get ahead of myself. 

We had a couple of guys from church come to help us load the truck.  I found out that I was not nearly so ready to go as I had thought.  Go figure.  We left a ton of shit behind.  By the time the truck and additional trailer were full as well as the minivan packed to the gills I figured if we still didn't have room for it I didn't reallly need it. 

We had clothes, bedding, flat screen tv, computers and my vibrator (which I nearly forgot because it was stashed under the bed when the church guys showed up and started dismanting everything.  I ended up tossing it in one of the tables we ended up leaving.  I remembered though.  It's important to have priorities). There really isn't anything else is there? 

So lots of things have happened and I've classified them into weird, wonderful and completely craptastic.

Things have I have seen that have struck me as weird.  The Frozen Head State Park in Tennessee.  I'm sure that it's a lovely place and there is likely a cool story attached to why it was so named, but really? Frozen Head?  I also saw the water tower for 'Metropolis - home of Superman' No lie.  When you are drving its hard to catch a picture but it really is worth a thousand words.

If you look closely they painted his picture and listed him as the claim to fame

I also saw a sign for Bat Cave in NC but the 8 year old assured me that it was not full of computers, the Batmobile and clearly it wasn't a secret location.  Talk about disillusionment.  Then on our way through Missouri, we went past the town of Knob Noster.  Maybe I just have a dirty mind but Darling Husband says he loves the way I noster his knob.  *grin*

Some of the wonderful things involved how much love we got from our church and friends who helped us on our way, the interation of all three of my kids while on the road and the fact that our tax return was direct deposited today. 

Now, down to the parts that were less than stellar. 

We didn't get to depart for our first destination of Nashville until 2pm when we intended to leave before 10am.  Just too much shit, like I said.  So we were after midnight central time getting there.  On the way there my cell phone took a swim in a puddle rendering it defunct.  You see, when the walkie-talkies died we went to cell phones and we were outside of Nashville in the mountains.  In order to make sure I didn't miss a call I had it in my cleavage which 'aint what it used to be since the breast reduction.  We stopped for gas and so the dog could do her thing and it fell into a puddle.  Simple as that.  Serves me right for all those iphone chats that I made fun of when they said they dropped it in the toilet.  Then, while on the mountain, we experienced a micro-burst of rain while right there that drove me to the edge of the road.

Today was mostly really amazing until the end.  I swear we were less than two miles from the hotel (would have been a record arrival at 10:15pm, except that due to traffic I couldn't make the proper exit and Darling Husband had both the paper directions and the tom-tom and was quickly moving out of range of the radios.  He did come back and find us and get us all safely here to the hotel but man that was scary for me.  He's so faithful.  He told me and J that he would always come find us wherever we are. 

That's the journey so far.  More to come I'm sure.