Pennsylvania 2017: Part 1

It’s hard to believe it’s already the end of August.  

The kids are back in school (can I get a hallelujah?) and Himself and I are staring at the last year of middle school for one Codefendant and senior year for the other.  In an act of parental civil disobedience, I informed The Diva that I wasn’t going to orientation; I wasn’t going to meet the teacher; and, in fact, I didn’t want to even know who her teachers were this year.  Frankly, I’m at the point where the less I know, the happier I am.  My folks, to the best of my knowledge, didn’t spend a significant amount of personal time up at my schools and I turned out just fine.  Stop laughing.

Where’s the time gone, I think.  One day, one’s ripping down my wallpaper after completely covering himself with magic marker; the other is helping herself to a midnight snack after scaling my sewing cabinet and opening the pack with my surgical-sharp Gingher scissors.  And far be it for me to pass up ratting them out for peeing against the bedroom dresser or dropping britches in the yard to take care of business.  Then there’s the nose goblins someone wiped on the walls.  Did you know snot strips paint?  👃🏻  I can’t make this stuff up, y’all. 

So many memories.  A newly minted teenager with all the accompanying pains, sighs and eyeball rolls; another with a permanent driver’s license and, just seven short days after receiving aforementioned license, got his first speeding ticket and lots of talk about enlisting in the navy after graduation. 🚢 

So our summer 2017 road trip was especially meaningful to me.  And it was going to be EPIC.  

Now my husband, Himself, is the original car nut.  Our home is filled with car crap, I mean treasures.  I even have to share the garage with a ’68 Plymouth Roadrunner.  Meep-meep!  So you know a vacation almost always involves cars.  This year was no different.

So we set out from Texas in a pickup truck that rode like a covered wagon: Himself, two unmedicated Codefendants (they have ADHD) and a newly medicated me.  Let me just say long-assed road trips aren’t the time to start an anti-anxiety/depression med, but it beats the hell outta wearing neon and leg shackles, amiright?!

It took two days to get there.  So many states, I’ve lost track, but each one prettier than the last.

Kentucky…the state where you can smell the color green

And this little diversion…

I kinda promised not to stop at any quilt shops.  I mean, I’ve got plenty and didn’t need anything, but Himself uttered ‘Paducah’ and all was lost.

West Virginia, we love you despite the fact you are Dr. Pepper-less.  And no, sorry, Mr. Pibb isn’t the same thing.  Remember my comparison of Tom Selleck and Peewee Herman? Yes, that.  And to our Bob Evans waitress, we’re sorry you got a little miffed when we scoffed about Pepsi products.  In hindsight, we should’ve kept our mouths shut, but bless your heart, Pepsi sucks. 

Where was I?

West Virginia…is for lovers of sunsets and Pepsi drinkers

Needless to say, all the scenery was gorgeous.  
Maryland (I think)

The Diva and I sat in the back, content to read and rubberneck at the gorgeous vistas.  His Awesomeness sat up front, Himself’s copilot because apparently screaming this exit! that’s what I said,! yes!  move over!  now! gogogogogogogo!! is frowned upon by Himself.  Full disclosure: I was allowed to drive with all of us in the truck for a grand total of…one hour.  No one and I do mean no one likes my driving.  

Between the two of us, The Diva and I finished seven books during our trip. 📚 


We made it…finally, on Thursday, July 13th.   Just in time for several days worth of thunderstorms and incomparable humidity.  

But there was fun to come.

Stay tuned.


  1. You are correct. The only time I remember going to your school was when I went to Reicher and informed them that I would raze the campus brick by brick if the harassment of my daughter didn’t cease forthwith. It must have ceased because the last time I was by there, the building was still standing.

  2. Glad you are back! What a marvelous trip. I would love to be ensconced in the back seat on a trip.

  3. You will be missing this one year from now when Diva is going on. Just saying. But really, you need to either A) go into writing comedically or B) publish photos professionally. Both are awesome and raised a big smile on my face. Thank you.

    • I know. Im glad they’re both out of the bodily expulsions stage and into the competitive farting stage. There’s no disputing who’s the champ: The Diva. 🙄. Glad I could give you a chuckle and all the photos are taken with my iPhone. Thanks for the compliments and for stopping by. Wishing you booger-free walls!

  4. I love a good trip and trip report…especially photos. It looks like you encountered lots of beautiful scenery. Enjoy your weekend! Andrea

  5. it looks beautiful – and what a lovely way to spend it, curled up on the back seat with a share of good books!

    • It was beautiful…so much greenery, deer right outside our hotel in West Virginia, sunsets. I’d love to do it all again someday. Thanks for stopping by!

  6. oh my goodness! thank you for making me laugh out loud – first time i read your blog and i certainly will be back.

  7. OK, Hancocks of Paducah is WONDERFUL, but there are lots of great quilt shops in PA, too. Withdraw that promise not to go quilt shopping IMMEDIATELY, I say!

    • I didn’t hit a single quilt shop in Pennsylvania…can you believe it?! I want to go back east for at least a week or two. And fly, not drive. Although if I had to get Himself in a plane it’d take sedatives…maybe a tranquilizer dart.

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