Ok So it was really 31/2 days but to me even that seems insane.  After our stay at the most disgusting Motel we have ever seen and the set back with the horse trailer, we said good by to Elkhart In.  As the miles passed and I saw less and less of the Amish buggies, I knew it was for real this time and that our trip had officially began! 

Me in my big brown truck and keith pulling what we would call home for the next three days…)  Always thankful to follow behind, knowing I have a bed for the night..:) 

Of course my husband always wants to get as far as he can when he hooks up.  So we DROVE and we drove…  Sometimes he tells me that” we HAVE to get past this or that weigh station or, we need to get past this city to miss the traffic”! I know he knows best but already my butt was on fire because UPS really don’t want the drivers sitting around, so they put in these incredible uncomfortable seats… We got past the scales, got past the city and thank God he got tired. 

We stopped a little earlier to get some propane.  We waited and waited for someone to come out and help us but after 20min keith went in to see if they forgot us, they did!! So we waited about 20 more min and FINILY they got it done!!!  When your tired every thing just seems to get under your skin. 

I already had the bed made so all washed up and earplugs in, down I went.  Keith crawled in to bed telling me for some reason the heat wouldn’t work!  Of course it didn’t, It’s still Oct don’t ya know…lol  Really wasn’t funny, just really COLD!

The next morning Keith woke me up with our next comedy act.  The truck wouldn’t start!!  GREAT!! Didn’t we just put $5000 in that baby this Month?  He asked me for my keys so he could warm my truck and try and jump his. 

I’ve come to the conclusion that God is on a mission with my husband and I.  I have NO DOUBT whatsoever that Oct is character building Month for Mr and Mrs, Keith Thomas!  This awareness didn’t just come to me when I went looking for my keys, oh NO!.  I’ve had deep suspicions way early in the month…:/  So as I frantically dumped my purse out, searched desperately in my truck, his truck, the RV, a light bulb went off in my head.  Oh please God, No PLEASEEEE tell me I did NOT lock them in behind the magic sliding door(mail room)???!

For all that know my husband, then I know your taking pity on me at this moment! On my way out of the store for the second time, asking if someone had turned them in last night.  I thought I might have laid them down in the bathroom.  When two managers and three workers told me twice that “No Keys turned in” I knew it was time to face the dragon! 

“I guess I must have layed them down while I was getting my stuff out of the back”  .:(   Let’s just say, he was not a happy camper and just couldn’t believe I could do that… After agreeing, I couldn’t either, I said well, “It was my turn to mess up again…lol  He didn’t laugh. 

So we were stuck, the truck wouldn’t start and I had no keys.. I knew things were bad but I really was hearing God, I knew Keith didn’t want to hear my babble about how it could be worse so I thanked God to myself.  I’ve stated being thankful in all the bad situations that come our way.  I really believe, letting it crush you and getting all mad only makes a bad situation WORSE… I thanked God that we were alive this morning, I didn’t know what the plan was but I refuse see anything short of death worth throwing a fit and falling apart over.  I looked at this as another lesson in “What Don’t Kill You, Will Make You Stronger” 

While I was sending out prayers, my smart husband called the local UPS service and told them of our delima.  They said they would send some one to help…See, I knew it would work out…:)  

The rest of the trip went faily uneventful other than me almost running out of Gas twice.  Hey, I let the master know when I’m on 1/4 of a tank and the rest is up to him….One of my famous last words are, “I Work For You”…lol

The end of the trip was the worst, somehow when you know it’s almost over, your body seems to start shuting down.  When we got about to hood river, I was READY to stop.  Not the DRIVER!  he wanted to deliver mine that night and be on the way to Seattle for his delivery.  I put up some sort of a fuss but knew it was a losing battle and so I tuckered up!  We got to the UPS plant about 9:45.  I told keith I was to tired for any training that night so could he please do the paper work with them?  Just my luck, He couldn’t go in with me.  I found the building and a mechanic was sorry the reg guy wasn’t there to help me.  Me too, I was exhausted and just wanted to be done.  Another mechanic came up and wanted to help so the “Three Blind Mice” went about getting all the paper work done.  It was only my second time delivery at a UPS plant so I wasn’t completely clear on what needed done.  Forty Five min later I was escorted out and off we went to find a place to sleep. 

It was Halloween night so when keith parked in a dark lot, I felt a little uneasy and suggested we find a Wal Mart.  We drove for another 30 min, the Wal Mart was no longer where it use to be so we settled for a different parking lot…

The next day was heaven for me my sweet daughter in law came and picked me up  and for two days I got to love on my sweet little babies….

Always on the hunt!

CRAZY MOTHER TRUCKER

 
 I felt like I was in a Steve marten movie, “Planes, Trains and Automobiles”…. seems these days we really never know what we might be driving from one day to another. All we really knew is that we WANTED our truck back!!

On arriving back in Indiana with the prayer that our beloved truck would be done and we could get back to normality (what ever that might be)J !
It seems as though the Month of Oct would be giving us more “Tricks” than “treats”…and we were in for a ride…
I’ve noticed the UPS trucks at the yard and Keith has mentioned that I might have to drive those someday if I couldn’t get a class c motor home but to be honest, I really never thought it would happen to little ol me..
Not wanting to sit in a motel losing money Keith joyfully announced that he got us two UPS trucks. His going to Syracuse NY, mine to Massachusetts. So paper work signed, off we headed. The wind was blowing and the rain was coming down in sheets, it was about 7pm and my mind couldn’t grasp the thought of venturing out in those conditions at that hour. All this was a concern but the one at the TOP of the list as I drove off the lot, “where will we sleep tonight”?? Not a subject my husband likes to address because the Mighty Keith Thomas, THE DRIVER! Can sleep ANYWHERE…:) So thinking I was being very brave and “Tuckered up”, I suggested that we go to Wall Mart and buy some sleeping bags and rent a blowup mattress. (you know just till we we’re done with this trip) I know, I know, it’s a little sketchy, but if you haven’t had to sleep sitting up in a pickup yet you can’t understand what desperate measures one will go to while sleep deprived. He gladly agreed, knowing it would save us in Motels.
So, bed made, log books ready, food stash on board, off we went on one of the craziest trips we have been on!

Remember when I said, “Wind and Sheets Of Rain”? That might have putting it lightly:( This was a full blown STORM and for the first hour I was following behind as I faithfully do, saying out loud “Oh My God, Oh My God”! ( Well, out loud but I couldn’t hear myself because of the tin can rattle trap I was driving) Mostly when the big trucks went by sucking me in and spitting me back out almost in the ditch at times.

We were on a Toll road so there was NO escape, you can’t pull off the side of the road anytime you want to. Even if I could, I knew that was not an option in my husbands book…:/   What could I do? I started singing of course. Thank God for all the musicals I’ve watched . I can’t count the times they have saved me.   I told little man to “Hold On, Here We Go”!! and started singing “I have confidence in sunshine, I have confidence in rain, I have confidence that spring will come again”…..It’s a wonderful song from the sound of music. I don’t know all the words but I had fun making up some of my own…:)

About 10:30 I caved and asked if “we could PLEASEEEEEEE stop”? We pulled into a very nice rest area, actually there called service centers on the toll roads. Kind of like a little mini mall. Food courts, few little shops, restrooms.  Nice but I couldn’t wait to slid onto my cozy little blowup…

Ok I’m not gonna dwell on how crappy our night of sleep or should I say NOOOO sleep was in he UPS trucks. I did mention we both had one, Keith got the nice small one that was a real live ford truck with a box on the back. Anyway, after our nightly spat brought on by extreme stress and sleep deprivation , he settled in his truck and I on the rented mattress from Wal-Mart. I’ll just say after three hours of tossing and FREEZZING I texted Keith and said, “Anytime you want to roll, I’m all for it“! It was obvious sleeping was NOT going to happen that night… Of course at that moment I’m complaining to myself that this is the worst night I’ve had so far! But then I thought back to my favorite other sleepless moments…

Ah yes, the year was 2008, Medicine bow Wyoming. Keith and I weren’t married yet . It was 5 below zero, a blizzard from hell and 12:30am… we couldn’t see the road anymore so we turned around and stayed in the parking lot of the old Virginian motel. (I still wonder why we didn’t get a room)?? Anyway, Even with the truck running we FROZEEEEE.  I couldn’t have slept anyway, unlike my husband, that can “Sleep Anywhere” my body simply refuses to sleep sitting up…..

Where was I, OK
Well we drove for about three more hours. Thank God, the rain had stopped and just a small wind was left. I felt like it was my last chance to get some sleep before it got light out. We pulled over and traded vehicles. I crawled into what felt like heaven, (what, how can it be, Karen sleeping in a truck, on the seat, snuggling into the sleeping bag, feeling giddy)??? There’s a few words I NEVER say any more, and that’s one of them…! Because with this job, you just NEVER KNOW what you’ll have to ask your body or your mind to endure …:/
Waking up two hours later I felt thankful that that night was over…After we delivered keith’s the next day we continued on him riding in the cute little jump seat that we decided was not for long trips but for trainees. I have to say, I was glad to be driving and not having to ride in that seat for several hours!! My husband took mercy on me and got us a room for the night…;) Tired, dragging, dirty, we pulled into Red Roof Inn. I grabbed the key with the clicker to open the sliding door that held every SINGLE possession we had brought. I clicked and I clicked, my heart sank to a depth I wasn’t sure any song could bring me out of this time. I mean COME ON!! Keith banged, pushed, cussed but we we’re doomed! When I say EVERYTHING, that meant, clean clothes, toiletries, computers, my phone, our chargers, my purse with a women’s most valuable possission  LIPSTICK!!!
I told myself, “Be thankful, you have a hot shower and bed. Everything will look brighter in the morning”. As I drug myself up the stairs I begged God, PLEASE let there be those little shampoos and lotions. PLEASE let there be a hair dryer!!! Oh No, this trip had so much more to teach me about survival and endurance…God wanted to show me that I’ve been very spoiled in my life and was way to vain!
Still trying to sing my happy tunes and trying to see the positive, I washed my hair with SOAP(yucky). Towel dried it, crawled into bed…. My body crying out for lotion, feeling shocked I’m sure. I can count on one hand the times I’ve showered and NOT put lotion on…:(
The next morning I just knew the magic door would open.. It didn’t!!
Keith had gone to pick up his next load, a very nice pick up with an airstream trailer going to Florida. I very bravely said “Ok, I can do this day but I have got to stop for two items, lotion and lipstick” I think he might have seen a look in my eyes that spelled CRAZY if his answer was anything but YES!!! Target was just down the street thank God…
Now this is where the fun really starts. As I’ve said I “Follow ever so willingly” as I should! But on this day, after I found my happy self again, I looked up after chatting a bit to long with the man at the toll booth, and the road in front of me split. As I pulled out panic hit and I had all of 30 sec to make the decision, North or South!!! Of course I took the wrong way and within seconds as I rounded the curve and didn’t see my sweet husband, I knew I was in trouble…:(
Even though I knew he was going to be mad I thought oh well, Get off, get turned around going North, how bad could it be??? For about 2 full min I might have panicked! I had NO PHONE remember even if I had my purse with the chargers in it, I couldn’t have charged it. They don’t put cig lighters or even radios in these trucks. So there I was going who knows where with NO way to communicate with the Master GPS man. To be perfectly honest, I really thought it best not to chat with him for about an hour…:) I knew I had it coming for not watching to see which way he had gone but I was feeling pretty bad at that moment and needed only POSITIVE input…:
Of course this is where I start singing,
When the dog bites, when the bee stings, when I’m feeling bad, I simply remember my favorite things (my grand babies smiles) and then I don’t feel sooooo bad! Hey, this really works for me so don’t laugh.
Then what happens? My gas light comes on! My purse is in the back, I have NO idea how much further to deliver and where is my husband? I then remembered I had $7 change from the toll booth. I sang louder and felt confident that all was good. I pulled into a gas station feeling positive that this whole nightmare trip would be over within the hour
Then miracle of miracles, the door behind me just opens!! I couldn’t believe it! I jumped up and gabbed my purse and phone. Keiths phone was dead but he had stopped at a store to charge it( all he had was a wall charger from lost and found at motel)
At that very moment my door sprang open, he thought to look on Latitudes to see where I was. I’m sure he couldn’t believe I had actually found my way and was in fact, in front of him…J Oh man of little faith!!
Anyway, he caught up to me, I delivered and we we’re on our way to Florida with the Airstream.
                                                   RENTAL CAR
Almost ready to deliver, we started brainstorming on how we would get back to Indiana. Thought we could fly or take a bus but when we looked in the back seat at our sweet little puppy, we knew a rental car was our only option.
We rented a NICE 2011 Dodge journey that I wouldn’t have minded keeping..J Again this was not one those lucky times where I would sleep in a bed so with the “Driver” driving I took a couple advil Pm and drifted in and out of sleep. Keith woke me at 2:15am telling to “come on, we were at Tina’s (his sister) in North Carolina.

We decided to leave little man in the car because he’s obsessed with marking alllll over tina’s house (It’s a male thing) Anyway, Keith no more than laid his head down and asked me “Do You Have The Keys To The Car”?? NOOO, they’re in the side of the door! Now the reason for this is because on this rental you had to push a button to start or stop it. little man had already proved his amazing ability to look car doors when we were in Montana last year to the tune of $50!!
Keith woke me up with the bad news. The locksmith almost seemed sorry to hand us the $140 bill…

We started packing all our stuff in Tina car so we could take the rental car back and get our school bus. Yes our very first school bus. Can we still be called “Trucker’s” or are we bussers now? Who knows, all I know is some days life is just a little to crazy for me and I’m not sure what I might be called…
Feeling good that we could finally get going now, Keith went to close the glass hatch of Tina’s rodeo and POW!!! The window exploded! Tina had wedged a piece of wood in it because the hinges were broken.. Ya know, there’s a breaking point to every man and when this happened my husband had just had enough!!! You either have to cry or laugh and we had already laughed at several things this week so tears were due!
Ok, got the bus, headed for Indiana…. But wait, the craziness wasn’t over yet. 30min into the trip two cars spin out right in front of us…. We Inched our way out of that mess and not 20min down the road a hose busted….Ya know, I really do believe that what you put out is what you get more of, so even at the worst of times I try and stay positive!! But COME ON, I thought we were either in the twilight zone or Bloopers!!

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TO BE CONTINUED

On arriving back in Indiana with the prayer that our beloved truck would be done and we could get back to normality (what ever that might be)J !
It seems as though the Month of Oct would be giving us more Tricks than treats…and we knew we were in for a ride…

 

When I said, “Never Say Never”, the next day would be one of those time!  Keith had already secured his load (Horse trailer) going to Oregon.  So the search began for mine.  It came to this, If I wanted to get back over to the Northwest where I was dieing to go so I could see my Grand kids and family, I would be driving a UPS truck again:(  My only prayer as we approached the yard was, “Please Let It Be a Pickup Truck”… Not soooo lucky this time… Oh well, I was heading in the direction that I wanted to go and it had been two Months sense I had seen my sweeties and at that point I was willing to drive one of those Amish horse and buggies if I had to…:)

   It was late when we got my truck,  I followed faithfully AGAIN, We pulled out to go pickup Keith’s horse trailer, To my surprise, he pulled into this little Motel thinking I might need a good nights sleep before the 2,200 mile trip!  I was not only shocked but very happy.  I parked and did something I really never do, I followed him into the little office to register.  No surprise here, we knew Ronney Rajie was the owner!!!  The strong smell of curry hit our noses and I think Keiths tummy was growling because he kept hinting about is “Dinner included with the room”….lol 

 I’m not sure those lovey people from India have the same sense of hummer as we do!?  When I came in behind Keith, he was trying to convince the man that our dog DID NOT SHED and was a great dog!  I chimed in to confirm it. He finally  relented but was still VERY concerned saying, “People say, they dog no shed, we have big time clean off dog hair”….lol  I grabbed the key before he changed his mind.  Excited I thanked my husband for thinking of me. 

 Keith went to take the dog for a walk, I can’t express the emotions that ran through me when I opened that door!  I stood there thinking that man must have gave us the wrong room.  This COULD NOT BE the one he was sooooo WORRIED about dog hair!!!! 

 First of all the decor looked like something out of the 70s.  Plastic flowers haphazardly behind the ugliest pictures I’ve seen.  The carpet, something I knew I wouldn’t be walking barefoot on.  There was an old chair by the door that looked like to many parties had gone on there…  The door looked like it hadn’t been washed maybe EVER!

I always go directly to the beds and throw back the covers, looking to make sure they changed the sheets!   The bathroom didn’t look to bad at first glance and that gave me some hope.  I couldn’t see a TV at first, which I really didn’t care cause I knew football was all that would be on it.  I stood there in disbelief that the owner could be concerned with “DOG HAIR”… I stood in the doorway like a frightened kitten wanting to run away when Keith caught site of me and said don’t just stand there, come help me bring the stuff.  How could I tell this man that really could care less where he lays his head, that had so thoughtfully stopped and got me a room, that I COULDN’T stay at this dump!!?  My mouth opened, the words were on the tip of my tongue but when I looked at my husband coming across the parking lot, loaded down with my stuff, I cowered!  Not only did I not want to hurt his feelings, I knew that would be the last warm shelter providing running water, I would see for a VERY long time if I complained….:( 

 It was about 8:45, I really had lost my appetite and don’t like to eat that late but he wanted me to walk next door to the Chinese buffet with him.  There are moments and places in your life that you really just have to look around and say “REALLLLLY”!!  This was one of those moments or I should say, “Nights”.  We walked in to another “Blast From The Past” kind of a place.  The decor of Chinese restaurants have always puzzled me anyway but I figure,”They get it, so just enjoy the food and shut up”. 

 I was really glad I wasn’t hungry because everything looked petrified!  Keith grabbed a to go carton and picked out what he thought might still be edible. Ok so they were closing in 15 min but COME ON!!!! …. Why not at least give us the day old prices…:/

 We got back to the room and I thought I might take a shower.  After I laid towels from the bathroom to my bed, thinking I could avoid any critters hitchicking into my bed, I went in with toiletries in hand.

 When I pulled back the curtain to turn the water on, I changed my mind. I cringed at the site of the wash rag tied around the shower nozzle that was a nasty brown color around the edges showing it’s age…yucky!  I turned around wanting to run facing another shocker.  “How could I have missed all this”? 

The curtains covering the little window,were made out of blue towels that obviously during some of those “Parties” people thought were the hand towels.  All I could think of is, “I sooooo don’t want to get in that bed!  but I opened the door and Keith was all snug watching the old tube TV that was on a shelf above my bed, almost touching the ceiling…I put my pjs on and tip toed over the towels cringing as I lay down praying I wouldn’t be taking any bed bugs with me! 

 In the middle of the night I started dreaming about being at a party and people kept going by me blowing smoke in my face.  Some noise must have woke me and I thought “Is Someone Smoking In Our Room”?   I drug myself up and grabbed another towel and shoved it in the base of the door that connected us to our new neighbors. I laid there for awhile talking myself into thankfulness that I had a bed and I was warm.  I noticed puppy raised raised his head as though he heard something.  I had ear plugs so I didn’t care what was going on in the next room. Keith told me the next day that sirens woke him.  He found out that just down the road a van with 10 family members, hit a deer.  They must have stopped in the road and a big truck smashed into them killing eight and two in critical condition.  Very, Very sad!!

  I never thought I would be so glad to leave a motel room but I couldn’t wait to get out of that dump.  Keith saw the looks I tried to hide and said, “What a shit hole”.  I agreed and said “I feel like leaving a note or calling the owner.  He tore off the lid of his “To go” carton and wrote a nasty note telling the owners to “Clean this Dump Up Or Tear It Down, They Should Be Ashamed”…  With that we were on our way back to the land I knew and loved.   

We stopped at a sweet little Amish Restaurant for breakfast.  It so strange, you feel like you’ve wondered back in time.  the men with white shirts tucked in to black pants held up by suspenders.  Two little curls coming out of their hats poising as sideburns… Women in there plain dresses, I think all I ever see them wear is blue and green.  Even the little girls with matching dresses and bonnets tied under their chin.  I’m so in awe every time we pass a family in theirlittle buggies.  I wonder if the men feel about their horses as our men feel about their cars, because every horse is magnificent.  Sleek and steeping high as if saying, “look at me”!!  

 I really don’t remember what we fought about but Keith jumped up before his breakfast came and went out to do log books.  I liked the looks of his eggs for my toast better.  I nibbled off both plates until I thought people hadn’t noticed me sitting there alone. Paid and ready to roll!

I followed Keith in my big brown truck to pick up his horse trailer.  I waited outside the gate getting organized.  I looked up to see him coming without the trailer, what NOW!!?  Great, the hitch was wrong so now we have to go back to the other yard ( there’s two) to try and get something going “My” way.  That’s very Important so I’m not stranded..:)  Mister pissy pants, thought “I” had forgot to pick up ”HIS” sunglasses at the Amish place.  We called and No, they hadn’t found them.  They were some his favorite glasses so he stomped back, well drove back to the horse trailer thinking he dropped them.   He came back still mad at  me but I’ve learned to just let him have that party by himself…lol  He wasn’t back 10 min and when he went to look for something in the back of the truck, GUESS WHAT HE FOUND??? I wish I had a dollar for all the things we left(mostly HIM), on the back of the truck!  We had to laugh as we always do at how smooth the truck rides.  We have traveled hundreds of miles and gone back there to find some tool he left.  Crazy!!

Anyway, I was off the hook, AGAIN! and we headed to hook up his little 32 foot sprinter that we would call “Home” for three days…..

To be Continued

     Ok so yes I love to travel, and yes it’s very very interesting seeing new places, new people also always excited at what the next day will bring….Wellllllll„ this week was a certainly not going to disappoint us bringing a few surprises….lol
 
I’ve always looked forward to seeing the fall colors of the east coast so when we delivered in Harrisburg Pa last week It was so beautifulllll I just wanted more!  We were offered the job of shuttling 4 motar homes (each)  from Hairsburg to Rochester NY, we said YES!!! How amazing, I can’t tell you in words how pretty it was. No picture can really capture the beauty.
Now, during the drives Keith mentioned that the truck was making a noise, (yukkkkk, not again)!! we had just spent $2700 on the transmistion last mo.:(
We were concerned but thought if we could just get it back to Indiana where they did the work, they could figure it out..:)  WELL, when we got there the very nice man told us that the transfer case was SERIOUSLY damaged and we needed to leave it with them.  Hmmmm, that’s not music the the ears of a “Trucker”…lol   Ok so the nice man gave us a ride to the beautifullll Red Roof Inn,( always glad to stay where our puppy can come to…:) This is where we got the great Idea that hey, why sit at the motel for 4or5 days, lets see if they have any drive always we can both do.  Keith jumped on line and yahhhh, two units going to Florida.  But Wait!  I forgot to tell you that before the nice man took us to the “Beautiful RED Roof Inn” we drove over and emptied EVERYTHING OUT of the truck so we could organize and do wash.:) Ohhh the joy of a bed and a few days just resting…. HA HA.  NOT!!!  Just as I was getting ready to jump in the shower, that “Great Idea” came to life!  Before I I could turn on the faucet or the TV, it was time to head out…:(  Jay, Keiths son just so happened to be on his way out of Indiana going our way.  So with moist eyes and heavy heart, along with two BIG BAGS of dirty clothes, we loaded it ALLLL back up and Jay took us about 89miles to another motel, not pet friendly so wrapped up like a baby we snuck in…:}
Early before I was up, Keith hiked about a half a mile, cold wind blown and no jacket, to get his RV, came back to get me and ALLLLL our stuff (clean clothes this time) and we went back to get mine.  Off we went to Florida.
 
 Following my husband is always a challenge anyway because of traffic or maybe just because I leave everything up to him and just FOLLOW!!!…:0  I don’t mind and seem to do it ever so willingly but this day something seemed off.  Why we’re we getting off and back on the freeway????  Ahhhh yessss, It’s SUNDAY, you know, as in, SUNDAY FOOTBALL!!  He was franticly looking for a sports bar or ANY place that had a TV…   We found one in a the little town of Ardmore TN.  Sidelines sports bar with it’s THIRTEEN flat screen TVs  was a happy site for a crazed football fan and wiry worn out Crazy Mother Trucker who thought hmmmm a couple glasses of wine sounded REALLLLLY GOOD!  NOT!! seems like the Gods were only showering Keith with blessings today… As usual, when we decide to stop early and have dinner it’s a freaking DRY COUNTY:( Can you believe it, they could ONLY serve beer in that town!!
Ok, so I was desperate, I down three beers and thought “WHY”??   I’ll just say this, “Beer is way over rated”!! 
Well as I was going to head back out to my computer with a movie, this little place starts filling up with bikers. Now after three beers, I was inclined to stay a bit longer and see what this was about?!  Then to our surprise, a band started setting up. Bartender, give me another one….lol:)  Here’s where it got really funny, the band consisted of three acoustic guitars serenading us with the Beatles, eagles, and simon and garfunkle.  Don’t get me wrong, I love all of them but I was four beers and a nacho in at a biker bar this all just seemed WRONG!!!..
 
Monday we couldn’t deliver so we found a parking lot that had a wonderful little sports bar.  HELLOooo,  Monday night football don’t ya know?! Upon much begging keith convinced me to come in and assured me they had wine….:) So cleaned up, hungry, and a song (red red wine) on my heart I joined him at the a sports bar.  Now this was something I had never seen before, a glass room that they called the “Fish Bowl” get it, Florida Miami Dolphins…:)  Anyway it had a GIANT TV, and men that were VERRRRY SERIOUS about football, I guessed that’s why they had to enclose them in they’re own little room:)  Now you all know me and must know how very excited I was about a gooood glass of wine.  Oh and by the way, when a “Crazy Mother Trucker” says, a “Good” glass of wine, It could mean anything from Red Diamond to columbia crest… What’s not acceptable, is whatever the HELLLLL they served me trying to pass it off as the Vino that I know and love…  After shivering down the first glass I tried the other of the two they had.  What was I thinking???  I decided to go back out and watch a movie, that was the highlight of my evening for sure…
TO BE CONTINUED