Driving

My last day at my job was August 18, and the very next morning, I left Minneapolis for a 6,000-mile road trip. I’m two weeks in, and am having such a good time I’ve decided to never get a job again. I will buy a camper and live in KOAs around the country until the…

When I think of my last days in Colorado, I will think of the temperature – days in the high 90s, the brutal sun beating down on the Mile High City, and me, applying SPF 100 like my life depended on it (which it kind of did). The air conditioner in my Subaru struggled, no…

So, on Saturday – Wait. Let me back up. I’m currently in Nashville. I drove here. I was in Minneapolis last week, flew back to Denver Friday night, loaded up the car, and headed east first thing on Saturday morning. A quick stop over at my mom’s house in Kansas City on Saturday night, and…

I am the girl who balances her checkbook. Makes her bed every day. Drives the speed limit. Plans in advance. Goes to bed at a decent hour. Projects ahead so the future will never take her by surprise. Always has a responsible amount of gas in the tank of her car. This is what’s known…

I recently took my car in for a major repair – one that required taking the engine apart, and then putting it all back together. I knew that it was going to cost a painful amount of money, so when the mechanic called to tell me that the clutch was shot, too, I lowered my…

I know.  I KNOW.  I haven’t blogged in hundreds of hours. What’s been going on, you ask?  Well, this happened. Whatever dramatic scene you’re envisioning, yes, it was all that and more – although probably more hilarious than you imagine.  Poor Toad. Another thing is that I mentioned to someone something about Gadhafi being dead,…

A week ago Saturday, Annie opened the front door.  I ran through it.  She had my leash out, so I knew we were going somewhere – but instead of walking around the block one time (as far as I can walk), she lifted me into her car. I like to ride in the car.  I…

Hey, Annie. Oh hey there. What did you not do last night? I did not attend a… seminar? a workshop?… called “7 Ways to Choke a Man Unconscious.” What??!?  Who invited you to such a thing? My friend Mike.  You know him, you love him. Well, it’s really too bad that you didn’t go. I…

After a whirlwind game of “drive to Texas as fast as you can,” I’m back in Colorado today. A few things of note: – I drove the world’s nicest Penske truck.  It had a CD player, and an icy cold air conditioner.  It accelerated on the up-hills, and hugged the turns like it wanted to…

If you’re wondering what I’m doing tomorrow, and then consider that I might be driving 900 miles by myself in a Penske truck from Colorado Springs to Austin, only to turn around and fly back to Denver on Sunday, well. You would be right. And if you’re curious as to what the current weather in…