Memories skipped in Utah


After publishing the last entry, I realized I skipped a few interesting stories  during our brisk haul through Utah.

Rick thought it was strange that we had personified the Tom-Tom and little Buddha. However, within a few hours of the trip he referred to both as Tammy and Sid. Hours in a vehicle can make you long for interesting connections. Think of Tom Hanks on Cast Away. I’ve personally never seen the movie but I know he befriends a volleyball. I thoroughly understand why.

After making fun of Tammy earlier in the evening, I think she decided to play a trick on us. That’s right. I’m now giving her the ability to choose humor.

She made us exit in a po-dunk town. Then she looped us back three exits, right to where we were. As we passed the original exit she made us take, she didn’t say a word. I think it was her way of reminding us how much we relied on her navigational skills.

Hours later while I was napping in the front passenger seat, I was abruptly awoken by the car swerving. I looked at Nick who nodded at me with tired eyes. Rick was asleep in the back. I asked Nick what the hell was wrong. (Hey he woke me up by almost hitting a mountain)

He told me he was tired. I told him he needed to get his shit together and drive because from the looks of it he was the only one that was able to do so at the moment and I had driven 19 hours straight. I told him to think of something that made him happy. Then I closed my eyes to return to napping …only to wake up to hear him giggling.

“What’s so funny?” I asked.

“You told me to think of something that makes me happy.”

“Well, you look like a kid on Christmas morning. What makes you so happy?”

“———‘s boobies.” (*——– is to not reveal the source of the chest)

Boys will be boys. And boobies will always wake up boys.

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