Word of the Day

Memosphere - The area above the head where a person looks while trying to remember something.

On the Road Again - Day 1

HTP and I got up early. Really. The thing is that nothing moves along as fast as you really want when you want. I packed up MY stuff last night. HTP packed up HIS stuff this morning. We headed down to breakfast. I had the fruit plate. It was far more fruit than any one person can eat at one sitting. I got a "doggy" bag. My dogs will never see this fruit. We checked out of the hotel/casino at 9 AM and headed off to connect with my folks.

At that point, we decided that we should probably look for a gas station to top off the tank before getting to my folks' place. This should have been a breeze. It wasn't. We finally settled on a gas station not far from the Vegas Strip. We paid $2.99/gal. Not bad really. But, of course, just when we got almost to my folks' place...a mere block away...there was a gas station that was charging $2.95/gal. and we wouldn't have had to drive all around Patty's barn to find it.

The next project was to load all our stuff back into the car. I'm not sure what happened between the time we left Arizona with all our stuff and the time we had to load it all back up again but it was even harder to load everything back this second time. Same stuff. Nothing more than what we had before. It just didn't want to fit right. But...finally...it did. We hit the road again with my folks following behind.

Walkie Talkie Check. My walkie talkies needed batteries. Why we didn't check them before we left Arizona, I'll never know. So? We stopped and bought batteries at a nearby Walgreens. I was just planning on running in to buy the batteries but there were four people ahead of me in line and the saleslady was nowhere in sight. Groan! Nothing comes easy when you want to get moving. We finally hit the road...finally...at around 10:40 AM.

We stopped for a quick lunch at St. George. Walked the dogs at various places and offered them bottled water and then walked them some more. We'd lost an hour crossing into Utah. One moment it was 1 PM and then presto it was 2 PM. Daylight savings time and time zones always amaze me.

We arrived at our hotel at 6:30 PM. Mountain Daylight Time. We enjoyed a nice supper at a local restaurant that overlooks Green River. I can only assume that the river is called Green River. That's the name of the town. Green River. I mean, why would the town be called Green River if the river that runs through it was the Virgin River or whatever?

Murphyism of the Day

Yellin's Law

The probability of winning the lottery is slightly greater if you buy a ticket.