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Just reading this now! What a great report! I hope to one day be this funn. 
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Just reading this now! What a great report! I hope to one day be this funn. 
I know! My goal in life too.
this trip report.
I was quite sad that there was not a container of mac & cheese in my refrigerator the next day
I ate peas for breakfast and would have killed for some M & CDD, it was so much funn knowing you were in SoWal!
Hope to see you MORE next time! I don't like your trip report...............................I LOVE IT!
I know! My goal in life too.
Just keep thinking of these two words...empty nest. That's when the real funn starts!
One day, when I can, I am going to have a liquid vacation, too! Thanks for letting me imbibe with you, DD.
I'll be at Ron Jon's SS in about 2 weeks. Could have picked up the sticker for MR. DD then. Let me know if you need anything else.
I'll be at Ron Jon's SS in about 2 weeks. Could have picked up the sticker for MR. DD then. Let me know if you need anything else.
What a trip report! We miss you guys! See you in October!
We miss you guys! See you in October!
All y'all! There's one more installment, but it'll have to be tonight. I am back in hell this morning. :angry:
Love your trip diary! You are so funny!Sunday, August 9
Red Bar for breakfast. Good. I don't want to say cheap, so I'll say economical. I had a bloody mary and continued the downward spiral of overindulging. We were just beginning to enjoy our delicious breakfast when a guy with a cockatiel shows up. He proceeds to join us on the patio and sets up the bird's perch just behind us. And then, y'all, he brings out some clippers and starts clipping the birds claws!!
My guess is ths is the cockatiel you're talking about. The owner is nice and offered to let me hold it. I was scared.
Departure day. 
Up early with S&S.
Guess where for breakfast with jfunn.
Rain. Clouds. Who knew it was a freakin' tropical storm?
Tell our sweet little hostess goodbye and hit the road.
Buy Lottery tickets in Gulf Breeze.
The plan is to drive to somewhere around Vicksburg and spend the night. Mr. DD says he can't do the whole drive anymore. :roll:
We get to V'burg. 3:30. I say what the hell are we gonna DO all night? He drives on. We get to Monroe and he asks if I wanna keep going. I say yes. He drives to Shreveport (Shrinkiport) and we switch drivers. It is during the switch that he sets his cooler on top of his newly purchased wooden sign from RJSS. It breaks. He cusses and slams car door. Cusses some more.
I drive. 80 mph. He tells me numerous times to slow down. I do, then back up to 80. Then 85. He yells at me to slow down. 80. I'm trying to make up the time he spent driving 60!! :angry:
We briefly discuss stopping in Shreveport to gamble, but I decline.
We get to the outskirts of Dallas. Still 80--he's still yelling.
Then, Grapevine. He tells me he's got to "make a stop". I say, "you can't wait til we get home?". He says no. I stop.
We finally pull into our drive way at 10:00 pm. A mere 13 hours from when we left.
Then, I think I had a drink.
Up early with S&S.
Guess where for breakfast with jfunn.
Rain. Clouds. Who knew it was a freakin' tropical storm?
Tell our sweet little hostess goodbye and hit the road.
Buy Lottery tickets in Gulf Breeze.
The plan is to drive to somewhere around Vicksburg and spend the night. Mr. DD says he can't do the whole drive anymore. :roll:
We get to V'burg. 3:30. I say what the hell are we gonna DO all night? He drives on. We get to Monroe and he asks if I wanna keep going. I say yes. He drives to Shreveport (Shrinkiport) and we switch drivers. It is during the switch that he sets his cooler on top of his newly purchased wooden sign from RJSS. It breaks. He cusses and slams car door. Cusses some more.
I drive. 80 mph. He tells me numerous times to slow down. I do, then back up to 80. Then 85. He yells at me to slow down. 80. I'm trying to make up the time he spent driving 60!! :angry:
We briefly discuss stopping in Shreveport to gamble, but I decline.
We get to the outskirts of Dallas. Still 80--he's still yelling.
Then, Grapevine. He tells me he's got to "make a stop". I say, "you can't wait til we get home?". He says no. I stop.
We finally pull into our drive way at 10:00 pm. A mere 13 hours from when we left.
Then, I think I had a drink.