The Road Less Traveled By

Hallelujah!  I actually logged on the first time without having to try and figure out my password eighteen times!  Just thought I would share the joy that is mine!  Anyway, I figured it was time for a new post, just so everyone will stop commenting on the pop, pop, fizz, fizz one.  Not that it doesn't make me feel special, cause it does.  But Jen's right, 10 comments on soda?!?  Y'all are nuts!  I am thankfully exempt from that one.  Although I did post it . . . Oh well.

Anyway, there actually is a real reason for my post.  See, today I was driving home from Arlington on I-20.  There comes a place where after you pass the mall and all this other stuff, it splits.  If you follow the left, it goes toward Abilene on I-20.  It you choose the right (Get it?  Hee hee!), it leads home on 820.  So, I went right just like I do every time I go home.  But for some reason, I looked longingly at the semi trucks going toward Abilene.  Now, I know that there is really nothing pretty or appealing that way.  I mean, it's Abilene, and the booming metropolis' of Midland and Odessa, and if you really stick it out, you get to experience the beauty that is El Paso, or if you perfer Ciudad Juarez.  Woo hoo!  But, as ugly as that way is, it represents something different.  That's right - the great American road trip.  And I wanted to be going on one.

I drove home trying to come up with an excuse - yes, really - to go that direction.  Then, when I couldn't think of a valid one, I was trying to justify a Utah road trip, despite the fact that we've done that twice in the last 9 months, and last trip up was NOT fun!  I think it must be something that Dad instilled in us.  It was all those crazy road trips to interesting places (like Lake Powell, Arches National Park, pretty much all of Southern Utah) and the not so interesting ones (like the hot springs that we couldn't find so we went home!).  So, I will spend the next several days dreaming of packing the kids into the car with roughly half of my house and setting out to explore the great freeways of the US.  Then, I will come back to reality and think, 3 kids in a car for longer than it takes to go to McDonalds?!? What in the world is wrong with me?! Ah, dreams!