Sorry that I've negelcted my blog, but I was kinda driving across the country and back for the past couple of weeks. Well, not the entire time, but a good chunk anyway. The fact that I'm making this new post shows that hubby didn't end up ditching me on the side of the road, but I'm sure he was tempted a time or two. The children were actually pretty decent aside from the little Princess wanting to stop at EVERY rest stop, yet refusing to wash her hands. Thank the Lord for hand sanitizer!!
So we started late at night on a Friday, drove all the way through to Saturday evening where we stopped just a few hundred miles shy of Dodge City. After that long in the car, we all needed some unwinding time, not to mention that wonderfully underrated sleep thing. Here's the kids looking adorable in the hotel room....
After some much needed rest and relaxation, we hit the road the next morning with the intent on stopping in Dodge City, due to the fact that hubby and I are such huge Wyatt Earp and Wild West fanatics.
We're such nutjobs our son is even named after him.....
Anyhow, we had some great times in Dodge City, checking out the sites, looking through the museum, experiencing an authentic "chuck wagon" dinner, and watching a variety show at the Long Branch Saloon, complete with dancing girls. Princess got to do her version earlier that day.... see below:
The best part was after the pianist stopped playing, and Princess walks to the edge of the stage, looks squarely at her, crosses her arms and says, "Ahem?" What kind of monster have I created?? After the show, she desperately wanted to be up front with the dancing girls, so I let her go. They fell in love with her immediately, and even went so far as to put a can-can skirt on her,
She also managed to purchase a souvenir garter off of one of the girls who then insisted that they get their chance to put it on her:
Such a ham I have....
There was supposed to also be a gunfight re-enactment, but unfortunately at the time they were supposed to do it, a freak thunderstorm rolled through, cancelling the gunfight. My ever-optimistic son was saying repeatedly, "Maybe it's a tornado!" Hmmm.... it IS Kansas.....
We survived the "tornado" and took our spoils and left Dodge City to head off to AZ....
Got to AZ less than a day later, and then the good luck with the vehicle started. Sigh.
The following morning, we go to start my truck, and..... it doesn't. Come to find out, my fuel pump went bad. Hmmm.... guess I could be grateful it didn't occur in the middle of nowhere USA, but I'd rather stew.
Several hundred dollars later, we were enjoying the wonderful weather with my wonderful parents and sisters and nieces and nephews :
But it's a dry heat!!! It's still hot....
Towards the end of our stay in AZ, my brakes start grinding. Ugh. They're not supposed to do that.... especially prior to a cross country drive! Several hundred more dollars, and we have new front brakes and rotors. This vehicle is not allowed to have any more problems for the rest of its life. We begin our trip home with a new fuel pump and new brakes and rotors and everything was smooth sailing. Until we reached a border checkpoint in El Paso and my children pick that precise time to start muttering in what sounds like Swedish. My hubby says, "I've never been to jail....". I find myself telling the children to speak English before we reach the border patrol guard. Wow. How often have you imagined yourself saying that one??
I took nearly a thousand pictures of the trip, and I will try to upload them to photobucket or something along those lines, but for now I need to get some sleep since I didn't get much on the road.
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