Road Trippin: Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity-Jog

Ah, the muggy monsoony malodorous summertime sadness of heat that was bestowed upon us the minute I opened the van door at my mom's house (um, the malodorous only applies to a certain blonde haired cutie who farted....I'm sorry, it smelled horrible). While it was nice to be back in the Valley of the Sun, I sure missed the 70 something degree weather that was shining down on the cabin.

Oh well. It's not like it's 115 outside....yet.

The drive home was cut into three segments so that three little girlies could take turns riding with Grammie and Cinnamon. I kind of liked it. Three times I got to listen to Creedence Clearwater Revival, three times I got to stretch my legs and three times I had the request for "Oonder Eden Outer Globen" (for those of you who don't speak gibberish, that's "Pretty Fly For a White Guy").

 

Saying not good bye, but see you in a couple of days, Grandma (aka G.G., aka Geeeeee).

 

The evil monkey tried to come home with me. 

I think not.

 

Steering wheel shots!

 

I spent 3 1/2 hours chatting it up with this Sugar Mama tonight.

Roomates and G-Funk Homey Junks forever.

Tomorrow, I will start the day off with Target, coffee and then a loooong day at Sunsplash. Lots of sunscreen, lots of fun and me riding this even if I end up peeing all the way there.