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| This was our scenery for 3 days - cool for the first 6 hours... |
I think I can now add KOA critic to my list of jobs of the
future. Another night in another KOA. This one is really great, Bismarck ND. I’m
sitting outside in the setting sun, drinking some Target wine and enjoying my
time completely. Funny enough after years of twist cap wines, I bought the
cheapest wine imaginable and it had a cork! After purchasing probably my 10th
corkscrew of my lifetime, I invited the owner of the KOA to join me as I was
the last customer and must’ve looked a little panicked as I scoured the little
store. Kudos Bismarck KOA, for looking out for the lonely mothers who need a little pick me
up at the end of a long day on the road.
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| Oh let me be home, where the buffalo don't roam... |
As mentioned previously, my mother has joined the crew of
Maje for the trip home to Ontario. Let’s discuss the grown-daughter-now a
mother herself/mother-grandmother dynamic. Again, as I mentioned before there
is no one on this planet who thinks more of her daughter than Jojo. Add
to that, she lives for her grandkids. Like, lives for them. However, we are SO
similar, it makes for some interesting days when you are cohabitating in 30 ft
of luxurious RV splendor. We are 2 of the best grudge holders you’ll meet. We
are stubborn and think we know everything. Spend a few days with us and get
ready for some serious entertainment.
my.poor.kids
Last night we all went to bed after a lovely night of board
games and jovial fellowship. Read: everyone was mad at everyone. We started the
morning a little quiet but we all came around when we continued on with our fiercely
intensive game of license plate ‘bingo’. Now I never really knew how fun this
could be until I started driving on the interstates for days on end. We are
convinced that we are going to get them ALL. There’s more than a little
pleasure that courses through my body as I scream out ‘OAKLAHOMA’ and wake Jojo
from a little nap next to me in the passenger seat. Parker or Abby scurry to
write it down on our growing list. So this afternoon, long after the revelry of
last night was forgotten a non-distinct red truck passed me
‘Bloody HAWAII !!!!!!!!!!!’I yell out and the kids are
excited and hooting and hollering. I tell them Hawaii’s plate has a rainbow!
Isn’t that cool? Ya, so cool, mommy.
Jojo – No way, I don’t believe it. You must’ve read it
wrong.
Now the truck wasn’t going superfast. What do you think I
did?
Conceded?
Never!
Maje hasn’t gone over 105 while I’ve been driving her but
she instantly started to rattle and hum as I had her up over 125km/hr. I was
catching that truck and I was going to prove that I SAW HAWAII.
Jojo kept it up. ‘How fast are you going? What if there’s a state
trooper waiting for you? I still don’t believe it. You need glasses to read and
you saw that? I bet you anything it wasn’t Hawaii.
All the while the pedal is going down harder and harder and
Maje keeps shaking and rumbling. The bikes are swinging, the dishes are
rattling and we might’ve lost a window.
Just as I was going to lose Hawaii and/or get pulled over,
Hawaii truck decided to make a rest stop.
It was like he knew I needed him to pull over. Divine intervention. I
swung her into the rest stop and screeched to a park behind the red truck.
Hawaii
Maje is back in D and we are off again. I’m sure red Hawaii truck was wondering what
rattletrap Maje was doing stopped behind him, so we just left. Nuff said. The
kids rubbed it in real good so I didn’t pursue it. I’m sure Jojo will have the
last laugh before the day is done. That’s how we roll. Love it, hate it, don’t
understand it – sorry for your luck.
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| More of the same-ish scenery |
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| Cool steel sculpture. I think it's the biggest, bestest, ever in the history of steel sculptures |
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