The Outlaws, PLUS Anonymous Road-Trippen

In less than 12 hours, my “outlaws” will be returning to their native land. And I’ll spend at least eight of those hours sleeping. Woot! It’s been a long weekend. I went road-trippen on Friday and had a blast. It was an excellent feeling to get the hell out of Sorta’ Cosmopolitan, even though MapQuest has a sick sense of humor. Seriously, the “shortest time route” was still 1/2 hour longer than the route I usually take. And twisty as hell, which would have been fun if it was sunny and warm and the top was down, but sucked in the cold, windy, snowy weather.

I can’t tell you where I went or who I saw because I don’t want to out my location. I did, however:

• Have yummy vegetarian food – I love tofu!
• Buy two books, one of which I have already finished reading.
• Buy a magnet, which is now on my filing cabinet at work.
• Buy Tom’s of Maine Fennel Flavored Toothpaste – something I cannot find in Sorta’ Cosmopolitan.
• See Grindhouse, which was fuckin’ awesome! [That's my whole review - fucking awesome! Although, I do wish that they would really make Thanksgiving into a movie because I would love to see cheerleader trash landing splits down on a knife. Wait - is that high school angst coming back to haunt me?]

I also bought this wicked cool necklace, which I wore to work today for no good reason except for the fact that it was new and I wanted to:

Of course, I can’t figure out what the design is supposed to be. If anyone has any ideas, let me know. I was going to go with labyrith? Something goddess-y?

Anyways, the day-trippen had to end, and I wound up back at home with the family. Now, this is not my family. It’s the Coach’s family. And, the Coach did not make any plans to entertain these people. I asked him (nagged him really) but he never got around to it. So, no programmed events for Saturday. I admit to being a chickenshit. I fled to the office and graded papers until I had to come home and eat. The Coach went shopping for yarn. LOL. I am sure he felt sooo very manly in JoAnn Super Store or wheverever the fuck they went. He also went grocery shopping — which I had to talk him through over the cell phone, I shit you not. After I came home, we watched Man of the Year over the snores of his mother, then grilled out. By then, The Sound of Music was on TV, which — when paired with copious amounts of wine — can get me through just about any family event. Of course, I now have “Do, a deer, a female deer …” stuck in my brain.

P.S. My mother-in-law has never eaten an avocado … I am floored by this fact.