can anyone say blonde moment?

Yesterday I ventured to Jacksonville...all by myself...and I made it! I ventured all around the city...I didn't show my blonde side until the ride home. Which is where the story begins!

It was 5 pm and time to head back to Savannah. I take off and discover that I will need to get gas. So, I am on 95 and see a billboard on my right that reads "$2.76 Fuel - Truck Stop - Next Right". I'm thinking...cool...I'll go there. Sweet! So, I crank the radio back up and continue jamming to "Waterfalls by TLC" (had to sing the rap part!!!)...old school...and get into the right lane prepping for my "next right." So, as I'm singing "You claim the insane, and name this day in time..." I follow a truck onto the exit.

As I continue singing I look around to see if the gas station is right or left from the exit, and I notice there aren't any roads leaving this exit ramp. Hmmm...so I start to wonder and I immediately think I entered a rest area...but as I continue following the semi (with I-95 traffic zooming by me on the left) I see that I am the only non-semi in a long line that is creeping along. OMG...I'm in a TRUCK WEIGH STATION! Yep, there's the little Jeep Liberty...the smallest thing in a line of about a dozen semis...just waiting my turn to get weighed! (Just think of what all those vehicles on I-95 were thinking and the CB talk...oops!)

Finally, it was my turn to get weighed. So, I stopped to get weighed (might as well since I'm there!) and I roll down my window to visit with the FL officer that didn't look too impressed. He approached and I just couldn't stop laughing...I was beat red and told him I was looking for a gas station at the "next right" and he started smiling. I thanked him for his time and told him to have a nice day - and he wished me the same. As I drove away I honked my horn a couple times to say thank you and through the rearview mirror the officer was buckled over laughing after seeing my ND PLATES! Yep, I represent well! I know.

"Clueless"

Mikey is flying tonight, which means I needed to find several ways to keep my mind busy after work. First, I took off to the pool...that only lasted 30 minutes...normally I'd sleep in the sun; however, I was bored and wasn't finding any friends over the age of five at the pool...so I had to call it an early night and leave before they thought I should be behind bars!

So, in a wet suit and curly hair I took off in the Jeep looking for my next adventure. I didn't have a plan, or a map, I just had the desire to find my own way around. I know...asking to get lost...but in reality I was staying on major highways so I knew I'd be okay. My Jeep turned right onto the highway and I found myself heading towards Pooler. I thought maybe I'd find some more shops or a Super Target or some kind of "gold mine" that I've been missing out on. Instead...I found myself in an instant replay of the movie "clueless". (Yeah, it seems this would happen often to me, but not this scene!)

I started to get onto the major Interstate and I didn't think anything of it until I was actually trying to merge onto the Interstate. Immediately I was replaying the "I'm on the Freeway, aghhhh," scene from Clueless. I mean, I'm a fast driver, but I found myself ready to let go of the wheel and scream because I couldn't get going fast enough to merge! Seriously, the speed limit is 65...and to Georgians that means 80 at minimum! I felt like I was the "Sunday cruiser" holding up traffic.

So, after getting on and off the Interstate and finding no fun "new shops" in Pooler I found myself heading home. I guess I'll try again tomorrow while Mikey is flying. Sooner or later I'll either end up completely lost or just more stories!

Until another day...

Exhausted...and back in GA

Here I am, back in Savannah sitting in my living room trying to decide how to summarize my recent ND visit. I can say this - It was so much fun it was sick!

I wish I could share stories right now, but I'm barely able to keep my eyes open. Unfortunately I'm going to have to use this weekend to catch up. I guess getting into the airport at 3 a.m. and working by 9 a.m. is tougher then I originally thought.

Keep checking back - I have plenty of stories from the reunion...and the lake...but I'm told, what happens at the lake stays there...at least when my brother from Vegas is there! wink...j/k. I'll be sure to write more when I can be entertaining!

lizard...lizard...lizard

...yep, I had my first encounter with the wildlife of Savannah and it wasn't with the Armadillo. Yesterday I was out in our back yard and as I turned to my right there was this lizard, a 12 inch brown, slimmy lizard...just staring at me. I know he was saying "hey lady, what u doin'" I immediately ran inside and was yelling...lizard...lizard...lizard. Mikey and his mom gave me the "are you serious...this is pathetic" look. I told Mikey he had to come and take care of it. So...his solution was to spray it with water so it would come out of its hole. (And at this point he had me convinced there were poisonous lizards, they were the ones with strips on its eyes so I was trying to remember if I saw a strip...very traumatic.) Instead we found ourselves playing a hide and seek game with the lizard.

It was gross, this lizard kept poking its head out and laughing at me. And yep, when if finally ran out of the corner I jumped right up on the table outside. I stood up there and he went right under the table. He knew I was grossed out by him. So, after about 15 minutes (which I felt was a lifetime) we had chased him away.

I am still creeped out by this lizard...I'm sure it is out to get me.