OsShirt went out west with us!
To the Hoover Dam!
And the Grand Canyon! (The Grand Canyon scared the shit out of me, by the way. Too big!)
It was cold so I wore it over a sweatshirt one night. I swear that I heard people talking about it as I walked past.
We had quite a time and I have lots more to show and tell you about! I have to get rested up from vacation and sort through photos first though.
I can find my way to these places from my house by memory:
Two beaches.
Lots of malls.
Work.
The giant flea market.
Jacksonville! (an hour away!)
Tampa! (it’s 2 hours away and I can get there!)
The little league baseball field.
The sports equipment store.
Sweety’s work.
And anywhere else that I might see on the way to one of the above places.
Mapquest is needed if I’m going anywhere else.
Someone cooked a bowl of spaghetti and dropped it on the ground to route how the roads in this town would go. It is easier (and possibly quicker) for me to drive somewhere an hour away than to try to go somewhere that I’m not 1000% familiar with in my own town.
Took the boys to the baseball field today. Sweety got there and I started to leave. I was reminded to go to the sports equipment store for a c-flap. I’d never been to the store before starting out anywhere other than my home. I almost went all the way home to backtrack to go to the store but I didn’t. I thought maybe my sense of direction had been sharpened in my sleep or something.
I got lost. I mean, really lost. To add insult to injury, my delicate car fell into a giant pothole when I turned around in a gas station parking lot. Have you ever fallen in a pothole and for a second you couldn’t see straight because of how hard your teeth clacked together and you thought you were going to need to send for help to pick your wheel up out of it? I can’t wait til Sweety changes my oil next time and sees how fucked up the little mudflap thing is under my front bumper and chews my ass out for it.
I finally ended up on the freaking interstate and pointed myself in the right direction. The c-flap was found for LB (after all the grief getting it – I hope he gets whacked in the head at least once during every game so it’s useful.) and I zoomed home.
I like home.
P.S.
If you mix V-8, tabasco, rooster sauce and a shot of Bacardi 151? It tastes like soy sauce.
I like soy sauce.
