Humpday Confessions #17

Just FYI:
vacation rocks.

Confessions:

-Time change confuses me.  Like when I look at my watch and it says pacific/mountain/central time and my computer is in east coast time, I'm all like OMG I should have been in bed hours ago!

-I'm sad I didn't get to read through last week's confessions.  I thought I was going to have more computer time on vacation, but I don't and I'm not even complaining.

-I may or may not have drafted this post while riding down the road.  Nothing like having a 17” laptop open on your lap while going down the interstate.  Riding Nerdy, aye.

-I found some ridiculous sunglasses at a truck stop in AZ and I wanted to take photos so bad, but we needed to keep making progress and my phone was in the truck, so I didn't get to take photos.  I’ll kick myself in the ass for that for a while.

-We ate at a Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives restaurant and I wasn't super impressed.  Although the fried chicken was deeeeelicious, the menu was small, which probably was helpful for me to make a faster decision.  Overall, I don’t understand what it takes to get on the show, when there were plenty of other places with better reviews on Urbanspoon and Yelp. 

-I've documented some of our trip on my FB and I've tried not to be too obnoxious about it, but I can’t ever really tell when I’m being obnoxious or not when I’m not checking FB 15/7 (cause let’s be honest, I don’t check that shit when I’m sleepin).

-I've only gotten to drive one time on this trip, which is probably for the best for Mr. Mystery’s peace of mind, but makes me kinda sad since I equipped my ipod with some drivin jams.  I've learned that he may have some control issues over his new baby, the truck.  There might have been some tears on my part, but lets just surmise it to say that my first time driving his new truck the skies opened up with a fury (probably the first time it heavily rained since he’s owned the truck) and we were going through the mountains and there was a pretty significant amount of traffic.  Yeah, recipe for disaster = Teh Megan trying to drive through the rain, in a new vehicle, per someone else’s driving standards, being told to do things as I was trying to do them which quickly escalated into yelling, surrounded by 18-wheelers.

-I’m super glad I don’t get car sick from reading.  I've plowed through several books since I've been occupying the passenger seat.  3 dirty books and Flowers for Algernon.  I started to read Looking for Alaska and I just couldn't get into it.  I think it has something to do with feeling like it was definitely written for a younger audience and I couldn't get over that.  So yeah, I’m too old to read John Green books.  I felt the same way about some parts of The Fault in Our Stars.

-I almost started reading Gone Girl but smut is just so much easier to read when the radio is blaring and there are distractions.

-Mr. Mystery and I spent several minutes in TN coming up with racist names for cities after passing Whitesville and Brownsville.  We came up with Ragsville, Blackburg, Yellow River.  The South just makes it so easy.

-I loved being in CA.  Meeting the family wasn't bad, as expected.  There was swimming and drinking and trip into San Francisco to meet more family.  I even ran one morning.  The significant lack of humidity makes such a substantial difference in my runs.  I probably would have went further if I had known the area, but I had been warned about the ghetto, so a little over 3 miles was it. 

-I feel super lazy for not running more, but kinda not really.  I haven’t had the opportunity for the most part.  I could have actually done a run on Route 66, but chose to sleep instead.  I do plan on running when we reach NC… now I just need to find a place where I can run several miles that isn’t around a track and I won’t get hit by a car.  Ok and this:

-Verizon proved just how awesome they are on this trip, not that I wasn’t already aware for the most part, but 90% of the time when Mr. Mystery didn’t have service (T-Mobile), I did.  This didn’t really help me conserve my data, but we weren’t screwed when we needed directions or to find a decent place to eat.  So while Mr. Mystery might have an unlimited data/messaging/minutes, he didn’t have service for significant portions of the trip and I did.  PS. I could have bumped up my data for the month, but my goal was to stay under 1GB, which I can do when I refrain from checking my FB every time I look at my phone when we’re not at home or use Google Maps when I don’t have wifi.  I can do it!  I can do it!

-I’m pretty sure Mr. Mystery got out of speeding ticket (88 in a 70) because CA doesn’t do temp tags for new vehicles and the cop didn’t want to have to deal with the paperwork. 

-In San Francisco some cars have pink mustaches on the front and it’s part of something called Uber.  I’m not really sure the details, but I didn’t get a photo and I’m kinda sad about that.

-Mr. Mystery was very proud of himself for peeing on the side of the road instead of stopping at a gas station.  When he pulled off the interstate and went the opposite way of the gas station, I asked him, “Are you going to kill me now?”  Yep, we’re that couple.

-I realized that we have several similar driving/vehicle habits.  When we are about to hit a bump, we announce it to the rest of the car.  When we are on a bumpy road, we both make a "ahhhhhh" noise so the bumps make our voice waver/break (which doesn’t make any sense when I put it into words, but I know what I mean dammit).  Driving = karaoke time.  We’re both control freaks over vehicle operation (which is possibly 95% of the reason I’ve only driven once the entire trip).

-The realtor is still infuriating me.  Instead of just calling me to have a 30 second conversation that could answer all her questions, she insists on sending emails which only prolongs the conversations I don’t want to have with her.

-I wish I could have expensive sunglasses instead of cheapos, except that I’m so clumsy, it would just be a waste of money.  Or I wish I could find cheap, polarized sunglasses that aren’t ridiculous.

-Robin Williams dying is super sad, but I’m over hearing about it already.  Heartless, I know.  But that “Genie, you’re free!” photo from The Academy almost made me tear up.  Robin Williams was an amazing actor and comedian and the fact that there will be nothing else from him seems so final.  In other news, I’m super glad I’m not with Teh Sister right now, who is probably having a memorial service for him by watching Ms. Doubtfire over and over and over.  I can only imagine what she’s going to do when Julia Roberts dies.

-This is the latest I've ever posted a confessions post.  We slept in until noon.  Time change and driving across the US is hard.  It's been amazing.  Next stop: CHARLESTON!!!

-Oh yeah: