We made it through Oklahoma without any space debris falling on us or any tornado hurling us off into the wild blue yonder-
For a visual of our traveling "domain" think about this: 2 people cooped up in the front seat of a car (jeep) for 6,000 miles!!! ~~~ One of us driving, all the while taking pictures, writing in her diary and cussing, the other, buried under maps and post it notes, 2 plastic cups of "handy, dandy, out of this world salad dressing " in a zip loc, inside a kleenex box, tucked under her feet, 4 bottles of water, cooling in the springs beneath her seat, (her innovation) and. . .her pocket book still perched on her lap~~~guess who's who????
I often compared our close knit quarters to the dog kennel where Trittie and Maggie have been boarded for the last month--
Sometimes I swear I see Sue taking a deep breath before getting back into the cage, er, I mean, her seat--I know I do~~
Anyway, when we get to the hotels now, Sue waits for me to spray the room down with Lysol ~~all along, if she even sniffs or clears her throat I have asked her if she would like some "airborne" (loaded Vitamin C)
"no, I'm good" she ALWAYS replies~~
The other day I thought I heard a noise coming from under the maps over there on the other side of the car~~~
uh oh--
"need some airborne?" I ask
"Nope, I'm good, " she hacks
I think she's coming down with KENNEL COUGH~~
Later~
Mar
For a visual of our traveling "domain" think about this: 2 people cooped up in the front seat of a car (jeep) for 6,000 miles!!! ~~~ One of us driving, all the while taking pictures, writing in her diary and cussing, the other, buried under maps and post it notes, 2 plastic cups of "handy, dandy, out of this world salad dressing " in a zip loc, inside a kleenex box, tucked under her feet, 4 bottles of water, cooling in the springs beneath her seat, (her innovation) and. . .her pocket book still perched on her lap~~~guess who's who????
I often compared our close knit quarters to the dog kennel where Trittie and Maggie have been boarded for the last month--
Sometimes I swear I see Sue taking a deep breath before getting back into the cage, er, I mean, her seat--I know I do~~
Anyway, when we get to the hotels now, Sue waits for me to spray the room down with Lysol ~~all along, if she even sniffs or clears her throat I have asked her if she would like some "airborne" (loaded Vitamin C)
"no, I'm good" she ALWAYS replies~~
The other day I thought I heard a noise coming from under the maps over there on the other side of the car~~~
uh oh--
"need some airborne?" I ask
"Nope, I'm good, " she hacks
I think she's coming down with KENNEL COUGH~~
Later~
Mar
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