It was about nine o'clock last night that I realized I was bored.
My knees were aching from the long hours spent in front of the computer. I wasn't hungry. I wasn't interested in any of the garbage on TV. I sure as hell didn't want to clean. My eyebrows hurt from frowning at Hoop. He'd been sucked into his video game for three hours. It wasn't until my twenty-millionth sigh that my leading guy finally caught on.
"What's wrong, babe?"
"Want to go for a car ride?"
I've turned into one of the dogs.
So we hopped into the car and popped in some tunes, a new CD from one of my near-n-dear (not to mention kick ass) blogger buddies. Then we rode off into...
...the middle of fucking nowhere.
WHY did we move away from the beach? The most we saw last night was a creepy dirt road and a lot of trees. Gone are the nights of shark tooth hunting and long drives down the coast into Daytona. *Sigh* But we made the best of it. We sang to the music as loudly and as horribly as we could. Ok, the "horribly" part wasn't intentional. And experimented with new car dances. My favorite was "CPR," performed by Hoop on his steering wheel.
We laughed. I laughed until I cried.
We drove until the tank ran dry. Then we filled it up and drove back home.
Hoop Quote Of The Day:
"Stupid dogs. They licked a hole in my side!"
Courtesy of Odd Mix:
(We didn't go anywhere picture worthy this weekend. So instead, I've decided to drudge up some pictures from the past. Enjoy!)
Taken at this TIME last year (to the day exactly) for the WWC.
Big Florida Bug
Sometimes I wish things could have REMAINED the same.
Did you play?