My Wife is a Goofball

So our trip is two and a half days away. That's soon. That's REALLY soon.

Yikes.

I mean, we're excited, super-excited even, but at the same time it's really daunting especially given all the things we need to get done both at work and at home in the next two days.

Okay, stop thinking about it.

Anyway, a couple times when we've brought up our road trip, people have said something to the effect of "7 weeks in a car together! You're going to going to want to kill each other by the end of the trip!" I think that was actually my mom's first reaction. Hm.

I guess there probably will be times over the 7 weeks when we'll get on each other's nerves, but I have to say I'm not too worried. I actually really love travelling with Kathy, and I'm not just saying this to build up brownie points at the beginning of our trip. We're actually very travel-compatible. We're interested in seeing the same things (except for baseball parks and the Corn Palace) and we like to do the same things (like walking around city neighborhoods to get a feel for the city instead of trying to see all the "attractions"). We like the same music in the car. We both need to pee at approximately the same frequency.

Mostly that last one.

One of my favorite things about travelling with Kathy is that she's excellent at hamming it up for the camera when we see something cheesy or kitschy like a wooden cowboy statue:


Or a big stuffed bear:

Or a Canadian mountie mannequin:


Kathy sometimes tries to get me to ham it up for the camera, but I have shown over time that I just don't have the knack for it. Although I'm fond of this picture:

I'm thinking this trip should be a mother lode of goofy picture opportunities. We'll see if Kathy's up to the challenge.