Forgive Me

Forgive me bloggers for I have sinned. It has been 4 days since my last post. I have been tempted by the devil and I am here asking for forgiveness...



First we left Boise Idaho in cool crisp clear weather and

were immediately met with this threat. Then we cruised down a narrow winding road to see

an actual drive-in movie theater which of course reminded me of the story of my really bad date in high school which you can read about here: The Dating Game

Then we saw these and couldn't figure out what they were growing. I mean they don't grow potatoes up a pole do they? I think I've been a city girl too long.

Then Kahuna found us our next home. Isn't it pretty? It's a fixer upper.

Then we saw a lot of this. A LOT! Oh and notice that is SNOW on the mountains. I am once again in shorts.

Did you know we left Montana with our grilled chicken on the roof of our car? Here it is 2 days later and guess what? It's still there. How long will it stay? Can you guess?

These are the Crooked something mountains in Oregan almost Nevada and guess what? They still have SNOW too.

I had iron skillet envy in McDermit Nevada. There was a little stab and grab grocery store and they had the best display of iron skillets. Y'all know I have an unnatural love for iron skillets.

Why THANK You Mr. Trucker. He must have spotted me in his mirrors. I mean with my day-glow white legs in my shorts. He must think goose bumps are sexy.

Can you guess what state this is?

Hey look I found it! The light at the end of the tunnel.

Isn't this beautiful and serene? Isn't it peaceful? Well it would be if there weren't fourteenbajillion gamblers pulling the handle of the one armed bandit.

What is the deal? It is MAY Mr. Gore. This is SNOW. Global warming my foot. Mr. Gore would you like for me to send you my blue toes? My ginormous goose bumps? My frozen tushie?

More driving down that lonely road...

Hey where is Fonzi? How about Richie or Mr. C? Oh wait wrong sit com. Kiss My Grits.

Guess where this is located? Hey I want to go to Ex'pression College. I so want to Ex' press my'self.

I left my heart........

This is handy. Just pull your bathroom with you. It would sure cut down on the stops and we made lots of those.

For some reason the computer cut the bottom of this tree off. I promise it's not bad photography.

This is Santa Barbara at the Hampton Inn. These guys did a great job of putting out the Little Baby Jesus Fire. It just goes to show you, don't piss off the baby Jesus. He'll light your life afire.

Now I have to go say my hail Deuces and Our PDubs.

Love Gladys from back at the ranch.