Showing posts with label traveling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label traveling. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

4th of July Road Trip



We are on a 4th of July Road Trip. First stop: the farm. Second stop: the lake. Woo hoo! (And I have my trusty wireless port, so I can work on Bon Lemon all the way along.) This is my traveling companion M2. (M1 is at basketball camp.) M2 and I are having fun plotting pranks to play on 6 Par Farmer. Insert mischievous laugh.



6 Par Farmer is our trusty driver. (Because he is so camera shy, we had to tickle him to make him smile for the picture.)



And this is me. A Grayling necklace and earrings are appropriate farm attire, right? The day wouldn't be the same without a little Bon Lemon. Even if I am dressing up for the wheat and the ranch dogs.

Hope everyone is gearing up for the nice weather this weekend. Happy Independence Day (Almost)!

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

The Glamorous Life of a Traveling Sales(wo)man



Remember in the fifties when there were those guys who went around selling vacuums door to door? I pretty much am that guy.

Being a traveling sales(wo)man is not quite as glamorous as it sounds. (Okay, lets be honest, it doesn't even sound glamorous…) It involves a lot of gas station food (see previous post on dining options in gas stations), crumpled shirts, and a blurry line between clean socks and dirty ones. Socks are meant to be worn more than once. Right? But it is worth it to bring Bon Lemon to the masses!



I am currently on day six of my road trip. I think I still have two pairs of clean undies left. I had a piece of quiche for breakfast instead of a corndog. The chaos in my car is somewhat organized. Well, as organized as chaos can be. I am writing this blog at a coffee shop, sipping an almond latte. Quite sophisticated, I know. If I can make it to day seven, I can take refuge at 6 Par Farmer's abode where I am quite certain I have a hair dryer, the best down pillow ever, a pair of running shoes, and possibly a sweater or two. And a washer and dryer. Gasp.



And then I will pack, yet another, suitcase for Arizona. Do they make disposable clothes? I think I need some. Or a personal assistant and a jet.