Sunday snicker

September 30, 2017

Three Italian nuns die and go to heaven.

At the Pearly Gates, they are met by St. Peter. He says, ‘Sisters, you all led such exemplary lives that the Lord is granting you six months to go back to earth and be anyone you wish to be.

The first nun says, ‘I want to be Sophia Loren;’ And *poof* she’s gone.

The second says, ‘I want to be Madonna and *poof* she’s gone.
The third says, ‘I want to be Sara Pipalini..’

St. Peter looks perplexed. ‘Who?’ he asks.

‘Sara Pipalini’ replies the nun.

St.Peter shakes his head and says, ‘I’m sorry, but that name just doesn’t ring a bell.’

The nun then takes a newspaper out of her habit and hands it to St. Peter.

St. Peter reads the paper and starts laughing. He hands it back to her and says… ‘No sister, the paper says it was the ‘Sahara Pipeline’ that was laid by 1,400 men in 6 months.’

If you laugh, you’re going straight to hell!

Home again

September 30, 2017

We just got back after our little drive that ending up lasting
for 3,923 miles. Now we have to get readjusted to not living on
the road. A Sunday snicker will be posted shortly, but felt we
should let everyone know that the 10 hour drive today has ended.

We only managed to make it through two states today which is
ok because it got us back home. We miss the kids already and
the lady who follows me around is already planning another trip.
In all those miles driven we had one close call and that was
about a mile from home.

I wonder if that was an omen that means we should have waited
to return. Then I remember reading somewhere that accidents
occur closer to home than away.

There will be pictures to share, and perhaps, tales to tell.
As soon as things get sorted out we’ll post more pictures as we
can. So hang in there and Sunday snicker will be along in about
an hour. Then I’m going to see if an 8 hour sleep is possible.
If not, there may well be another post.

Enjoy the rest of our Saturday.
Comments are always welcome.

Making time

September 29, 2017

We left Rawlins, Wyoming early this morning and arrived in
Paxton, Nebraska a few hours ago where we will spend the night.
When we left it was so foggy you couldn’t see past the hood of
the car so I kept it at 80 mph and the fog lights on.

After running through fog for most the way across Wyoming we
ran into a drizzle and some clouds that looked like they could
open up and rain our on cruise. Everything has gone right today
and shortly we will leave our room to dine at Ole’s Steakhouse
& Saloon. They have some of the best cheeseburgers I have ever
consumed and are located within a half mile of our motel.

Once again the lady that follows me around took all the pictures
and I haven’t asked if I can share them yet, but may post
later if see agrees. With a little cropping and slight touch up
most came out great so I hope she does.

Tomorrow afternoon we will arrive back home and posts will
return to a semblance of normalcy on Sunday. Or at least as
close to normal as I can get. We consider the trip an
overwhelming success and plan on doing it again. Perhaps as
early as next year.

But around this time tomorrow, or a little later, we will
unpack the trunk for the last time on this trip and see if
the critters missed us. The cat probably won’t want much to
do with us, but we’ll see. And I can do a Sunday snicker
post from home again.

Enjoy the rest of our Friday, we’re leaving for a cheeseburger
and fries with plenty of coffee.
Comments are always welcome.

Late, late update

September 29, 2017

Well, we are in our motel room in Rawlins, Wyoming. I was an
hour ahead of schedule to make it here when the stuff hit the
fan. The lady that follows me around believes in a GPS box that
is called TomTom, yet sounds like a lady.

We passed a sign that said 39 miles to Rawlins when the black
talking box said turn south for 40 miles. 76 miles later we came
to a one horse town that had a gas station, gassed up, and
followed the directions of this talking box.

Ended up on a gravel road looking at a vacant lot when this
silly box proclaimed “you have reached your destination”. It was
at this point I told the lady who follows me around to unplug
the box while we drove the 70 some miles back to the point we
were 39 miles away from our real destination.

I was not a happy camper. The motel we booked is vastly over
promoted and not what was claimed. The mountain view is there,
if you stand on the very edge of the parking lot and look
behind the motel. Of course the rooms have no widows facing the

Tomorrow, sans GPS, we head for Paxton, Nebraska for our last
night in a motel before arriving home Saturday. Enjoy our
Friday and we hope it wasn’t as stressful as ours.
Comments are always welcome.

Heading home

September 27, 2017

The fickle finger of fate was pointed my way again. I had to
wonder why I love these mountains yet the altitude leaves me
out of breath. We will leave here early tomorrow and head home,
which is about 3,000 feet closer to sea level and my breathing
isn’t quite so labored.

We’ll miss waking up in the morning and leaving our room to
marvel at the mountains in the distance, and our family here.
The irony in all this is the fact I spotted a 40 acre plot just
outside of town for sale that set my imagination on fire.

I imagined buying said plot and building a house on it so we
would wake up with the sunrise and watch the sunset from the
back deck with the mountain range always to our north. Then
reality sunk in.

Yeah, the fickle finger of fate is funny that way. All in all
we have admit this trip is an overwhelming success. We’ve been
pampered, well fed, walked off the good food, saw the sights,
got some pictures, and laughed more than we have in some time.

Saturday we should arrive back home to catch on up all we missed
while we get back to reality. We’ve put over 2,000 miles on the
car and that may double before we make it to our driveway. So if
you’re staying at the Motel 6 tomorrow, we left the light on for
you. Now I think I heard some chocolate doughnuts calling for me.
Enjoy what’s left of our Wednesday.
Comments are always welcome.

Counting down

September 27, 2017

Hard to believe it’s getting close to the time we fold up our
tent and cruise back home. Yesterday started with watching the
horses in a corral and ended with us having a 21 month old stay
with us overnight.

What I did know about almost two year old children has been a
long time gone but we managed. When the rest of us get up we’ll
head out for breakfast and start our final full day here. At some
point today the road atlas will come out and a route planned to
get us back to Casa Cruiser.

The lady who follows me around and myself have different
thoughts on this stage of the game. She’s a bit sad and doesn’t
want the visit to end while I like to leave before the welcome
mat gets yanked out from under me.

There are times in our lives when too much of a good thing is
too much and I feel visiting is one of those times. We’ve made
some great memories, got a few lucky shots with camera, and had
a good time.

Regardless of how either of us feel the wife does have to go
back to work and she can’t do that from here. So Thursday morning
we’ll be cruising into the sunrise on the final leg of this
trip. The count down has begun.

When we arrive home we’re going to need to rest up from our
vacation! Who knew a 2 year old can be like the Energizer bunny?
Enjoy our Wednesday as it looks to be a good one.
Comments are always welcome.

The promised pictures

September 26, 2017

We took a different route into Boise yesterday as our son was
driving so I brought my camera. I still find it hard to believe
we saw all that did so I’ll let the pictures do the talking.
About halfway there we spotted this critter, who may look
familiar from yesterdays post.

Just as you enter Boise this building sits right off the road.
It is a corporate headquarters for some company which I didn’t
catch as I was busy focusing and aiming the camera.

A little further in we noticed the fire department putting out
a grass fire. This was quite a sight from the road.

Our Destination was the Discovery Center of Idaho which had an
exhibit on sharks. It was interesting, but we felt expensive.

When we came out to get in the car we saw a bunch of geese on
the grounds and had to get a pic.

Taking the back roads to return had its benefits. No traffic
and views that can’t be seen anywhere else.

And to top it off, when we arrived back at the kids apartment
two peacock hens and their chicks came strutting up! It was a
sight I hadn’t seen outside of a zoo.

We even saw a buggy hauling the Logan Hotshots home from a
fire in Montana. Enjoy your rest back in Utah.

I’m telling you, if it gets better than that I’d have a
bigger grin on my face everyday. Not sure what today is going
to bring but am ready for it. Perhaps we could go to a burger
joint and order crabs?

Enjoy our Tuesday as we know we will.
Comments are always welcome.

It can be done

September 25, 2017

I shot the picture above from the passenger seat while
the car was doing 87 mph with Kenny driving. So you can
get pictures of critters in a moving car.

Yesterday we ate at a place that featured roast beef subs
and I overdid with the hot peppers so today I ate healthy.
Ok, it was a bacon cheeseburger, but I left the lettuce
and tomato on it so I got my vegetables for the week.

We had this half-pound delight at Joe’s Crab Shack. I
know a lot of people would say it should have been seafood
on the plate yet the menu did list cheeseburgers so it
wasn’t my fault.

We also went to a shark exhibit at the Boise Interactive
Center which made me glad I haven’t swam in the ocean since
my Navy days. We learned a lot, saw a bunch of critters,
and had a great meal.

I don’t think we laughed so hard in quite some time and
to protect the culprits that caused said laughter will not
mention the antics that caused our glee. You had to be

We will be leaving this bit of little Heaven on earth
come Thursday and turn the Fusion east for the cruise
back to Iowa. The car now has over 30,000 miles on the
odometer and has performed flawlessly.

More pictures will be posted at a later date as I am
still editing the 300+ pictures I took today. Enjoy what’s
left of our Tuesday and I’ll make an earnest effort to
post earlier tomorrow.
Comments are always welcome.

Sunday morning bliss

September 24, 2017

I got outside just in time to miss the sunrise. That wasn’t
a problem because the good Lord and the crick don’t rise
I’ll see many more. But I’m beginning to think I need an
interpreter when I go out to eat.

Case in point, we went to an eatery next store and while
perusing the menu I spotted ‘chicken fried stead and eggs’.
It came with hash browns and toast. Great! All major food
groups in one meal.

Now, while I am 6 foot tall I only weigh 150 pounds. The
waitress brought my meal to the table on a 15 inch plate
and another side plate for the toast!

Naturally I assumed people sized portions and not a
family size feast on a platter, and I was wrong. I got
most of down it but felt guilty eating enough food to
feed a homeless family for 2 days. Yet strangely

The lady who follows me around got an omelette and almost
couldn’t finish that.

I think I’ll return to my biscuits and gravy breakfast as
after those I don’t need a 3 mile hike to work it off.
Here’s hoping your Sunday is as great as ours. Now we’re
on the road again to see what we find.
Comments are always welcome.

Sunday snicker

September 23, 2017

A man came into a shop with a ‘Salesman Wanted’ sign in a
window. He went up to the owner and said, “I-I-I w-w-waannn-t
the j-joooob-b.”

“I don’t know if this job would suit you because of your
speaking impediment,” said the owner.

“I h-h-havvve a w-wi-wiiiife and s-s-s-six k-kkkids, iiii-I
re-really neeeed thi-thi-this j-j-job!” said the man.

“O.K. Here are three Bibles. Go out and sell them.” said
the owner.

So the man went out and came back an hour later.
“H-here-sss your m-m-money.” said the man.

The owner was impressed, so he gave the man a dozen more
Bibles and sent him out.

The man came back in two hours and said, “Her-ers y-yooour
m-m-money.” The owner said, “This is fantastic. You sold
more Bibles in three hours than anyone has sold in a week.
Tell me, what do you say to the people when they come to
the door?”

“W-welllll,” said the man, “I r-r-ring the d-door bell,
a-a-and s-s-say ‘H-Hel-Hello, M-m-maaaaddam, d-d-do you
w-w- want t-t-t-to buy thi-thi-this B-B-Bible, oooor
d-d-do y-you w-w-want m’me t-toooo read it t-t-t-t-to you?”