Domestic Geek

1. Rented lodgings, or staying with friends/relatives?
Rented lodgings - we stayed with Marcus' folks once while we visited and we were miserable. I need some privacy and a place to decompress.

2. Lots of activities, or just lying around doing nothing?
I like a mixture of both. Too many activities and you need a vacation from the vacation. I can't just do nothing, though. Drives me insane.

3. Blogging while on vacation...yes or no?
I don't know. I haven't had a vacation since I started blogging. Probably short entries since I'd probably take the old laptop with me.

4. If you have children and/or pets...bring them along or make other arrangements?
Make other arrangements.

5. Do you cook while away on vacation, or eat out every day?
Eat out!

6. Do you pack light and plan to do laundry while away, or overpack and wash everything when you get home?
Overpack. I'll only do laundry on the road if it's an emergency.

7. Drive to your vacation spot, or take some kind of public transportation?
Drive. I really like having my own vehicle and being able to go where I want, when I want.

8. If you have a cell phone...on or off while away?
On. I only have my cell for really necessary phone calls, so I wouldn't really be bothered by it on a vacation.

9. Bring work along or not?
It would be really hard to make dough on a vacation!

10. Returning home with more stuff than you originally took with you...yes or no?
I always come home with more stuff, even when I don't try.

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Well, Marcus and I decided to eat at the Flying J because it is close to the airport/I-70/home. We had the crappiest waitress. First the sign said seat yourself, so we did. A waitress never comes. Finally, Marcus went to the drink station to ask another waitress if we would get menus and some service. She brought over some menus and said that so-and-so would be with us shortly. When she finally strolls over, all she wants to take is our drink order. Marcus told her we were ready to actually order food and she seemed annoyed. So, the salad bar came with what we ordered, but she didn't bother to tell us to help ourselves. Then we had no silverware. Marcus tracked down yet another waitress for that. She asked Marcus where he was sitting and when he pointed to our table, she gave a "that figures" type of look with her eyes as if she already had a pretty good idea who our waitress was. Our waitress finally appeared with the milkshake Marcus ordered -- no straw. Our food finally came -- no steak knives to cut the steak. The waitress disappears again, so Marcus stops the first waitress again to get a knife. When our waitress finally strolls over with the check, she asks Marcus if he wanted a glass of water to go with the milkshake he had with dinner. He said sure, but he also wanted some take-home boxes for our food. She disappears yet again. Marcus flagged down another waitress to get us some boxes. After we've got our food boxed up, here comes our waitress with a box. How much you want to bet she was bitching about not getting a tip?

Current mood: excited
I talked to Marcus about 2:30 and he was about 30 miles from the Kansas/Colorado border, so I'm thinking he'll be home in the next couple of hours here. Yippeeeee!!!! Dork Boy got a speeding ticket in Kansas, though. I even told him to watch his speed as he left last week. *sigh* He has to have the rental car back at the DIA rental facility by 8 p.m. tonight, so I get to drive to town again. I'm so thrilled about that. I'm going to try and con a dinner out of him or something, though.

I haven't written about this because I know he's been reading my blog while he was gone, and I really wanted to surprise him. I've been cleaning out my car all week. He's always making fun of how dirty it is. Since I've spent most of my adult life as a pizza driver and keeping the interior of my vehicle clean was next to impossible, I've really let the inside of the old Subaru go. I took out the seats, took apart the center console, took apart part of the dash. I've had several pop explosions in there and there was brown, sticky stuff everywhere. I've been trying to steam clean out 4 years worth of ground in dirt and soda out of the carpets. I'm still not done yet, but it looks a heck of a lot better than it did at the beginning of the week. I've also got 4 screws left over that I have no idea where they came from. Why does that always happen? Do they reproduce in the bowl I threw them in? Hmmm. I should be done before school on starts up again on Monday. I even bought stuff to wash and wax it on Sunday. Of course, highway driving and living on the plains will have the outside filthy again in no time, but hopefully I can get on some sort of regular cleaning schedule for her.

Skippy is such a major dork dog. I was outside putting the passenger seat back in and I look up to see Skippy running down the street in front of our house. He pushed the screen out of the bedroom window and jumped. I started chasing him and he jumps into the car and gets hair all over my newly cleaned seats. I was so mad! I grabbed him by his scruff and pulled him out of the car and chased him into the yard. Argh!!!!

Dang, Marcus just got home. He must've been a speed demon through Colorado. Gotta go!

Yay! Marcus is coming home tomorrow night. I can't wait. I've missed him so much. I just wish I didn't have to work tomorrow. *sigh*

It actually rained a little yesterday and it was so cool. I slept really well. I wish it would cool off like that more often.