Boise to Crested Butte, a recap by Cheech

This blog is a perfect microcosm of how things work in our lives.  When I suggested we do a blog about our trip the response from Cindy was lukewarm.  Sure, she would give it a try.  She promptly put it on her list of things to do and every day she would ask me if I had written something because she had and wasn't this fun and we should do this every vacation we take.  In the meantime, I haven't touched the computer in a week and clearly don't care if I never do another post.  Cindy has kept you up to date on our daily travels and though like I said she never let's reality get in the way of a good story, she can be amusing.

A note about driving:  I do all the driving.  We are both more comfortable with that.

In our regular life, Cindy wakes up at about 5am, jumps out of bed and goes absolutely non-stop until about 10pm when she hits the bed, falls to sleep in 10 seconds (no lie, once she fell asleep in the middle of a sentence.  I looked over to see why she hadn't finished what she was saying and she was sleeping!) and does not move once the entire night until 5 o'clock arrives the following morning.  Since we're both home together most of the day I will sometimes suggest that we lie down for a rest at some point in the afternoon.  She tries valiantly to do this but within 5 minutes jumps out of bed to pursue whatever activity she was doing prior.  She just cannot stop.

Here however, is what happens when we travel:  Sure enough, she is up at 5am ready to go.  We have coffee, breakfast, whatever, pack up and hit the road.  Within 5 minutes she is snoring.  She sleeps all morning until  we have to stop for gas.  We fill up and continue our journey and since we had been listening to a book on tape all morning, there s a definite gap in her understanding of the storyline.  So she turns off the story and makes me recap 3 hours worth of story.  Then, when she is happy that she is caught up with the story she turns it back on.  5 minutes later, she is sleeping again.

At the gas station, prior to the story recap, she runs in and buys the biggest diet pepsi they sell and immediately downs about a third of it.  We hit the road, she falls asleep as expected but now her kidneys, god bless them, have been activated and so from now until days end, we will be stopping every 1/2 hour so she can pee.  At least her constant vigilance about where the next rest stop will be keeps her wide awake and so I don't have to catch her up on the story we are listening to.

The story about the wine in Utah is true.  She did say "OK mom" to this young waitress and I didn't drink the wine.  Mostly because I wasn't in the mood for wine anyway but in the back of my head I was thinking this waitress must be related to the police chief in a town this size and I wasn't going to spend a night in jail because of Cindy's attempt at humor.  By the way, the waitress didn't laugh.

I'll write again after the wedding which is today at 2pm.  I'm not saying how long after the wedding, just that I'll write.