And we're back!

Home from a lovely trip home to see the fam. It's good to take a trip once in awhile, am I right? I decided to write today about why I lurve me some road trips. Don't get me wrong, I love flying, but there's something about driving until you think you're going to die from driving overdose and then driving some more. We drove home to see the family last Monday night. Actually Hubs drove and I had dreams of rainbows and unicorns. Doesn't everyone always dream about rainbows and unicorns? I also dreamed of vampires because I've been reading Dracula. If you like vampire books, read it. It's the first and best. And Count Dracula makes Jane look like a tiger striped rescue kitten. Not even kidding.

Anyway, we drove back during the day this time and I LOVED it! We haven't done it since M was born because it was easier to drive at night when she was smaller so she would sleep. We decided to see how a day trip would go this time and neither M or I slept a wink the whole way home. Lucky Hubs! 700 miles of the two of us acting like fools. Here's what I've learned from being on the road:

* Few things thrill me more than driving by an airport when a plane is landing or taking off. I swear, I regress to 3 year old Disney-eyed wonder when it happens. I mean full on arm flapping and "Ooo! Ooo! Ooo!"

* Few things thrill M more than seeing a dog riding in a car. We saw a great big Great Dane sticking his head out of a Jetta window at the beginning of our trip. Cue 300 miles of "Puppy car? Puppy car?"

* Nothing beats a cold Coke and a bag of Munchos on a road trip. We destroyed that bag of chips.

* Truckers are more likely to sing along with "Jailhouse Rock" than with "Oh Darling" when you sing over the CB radio.

* Deer are stupid animals who run toward danger. Nice meadow with fluffy grass? Nah, I'm going to run out onto the interstate with 9 billion cars.

* It takes a 247 song playlist to get us from the fam home to our home.

* Burger King chicken fries will fit perfectly into the seat belt slots on a carseat.

* Never stop at a gas station called "Artie's" and expect the bathroom to be clean.

* Hubs and I can harmonize pretty well to Beatles songs.

* I love the mountains. Even though I grew up in an area of plains and waving wheat, something good happens to my heart when I see my mountains rising up in front of me.

All in all, although the drive was fun, I am happy to be back in my house, back in my chair, and back to my blog.