I hopped in the car with my friend Frank, and we headed northward on I-35 from OKC. My first planned stop was about 25 minutes north in the lovely town of Guthrie, OK, to see the Oklahoma Drug Museum. It was closed for lunch. So we wandered through the cute little downtown area in search of lunch.
We found Stables Cafe and ordered burgers and took in the walls full of kitsch.
Me in a wagon!
After a filling lunch, we walked back to the Museum and were greeted by college students apparently keeping an eye on the place for friends or family. They were studying (it looked like something in the health field) and had no idea if we were allowed to take photographs. "Well, we're planning to before we leave, so go ahead." So, we wandered around, snapping shots, and giggling over the cocaine bottles and the anal dildos for "nervous conditions" that they call "dilators." You know, because we're grown ups. Heroin for your headaches is really pretty hilarious. No? Psh. What do you know?
Come on. Things like this bottle of manliness. Just wow. Even the name at the bottom cracks my 14 year old boy's heart up, "The Hannah & Lay" seriously??? Hee hee hee!!!
Ahem. Yes. Moving on.
After Guthrie, we headed back north, keeping an eagle eye out for Tonkawa, OK. In Tonkawa, says the 2010-2011 Oklahoma State guide, is a heart-shaped corn maze that's open 24/7! Well, I can't find it, so I pull into an old fashioned, small town gas station, and the teenager behind the counter laughs and says, "That hasn't been there for over two years!" I gape at her and tell her it's in the newest guide, and she replies, "If you don't believe me, I can tell you where it is, but my mom worked there before it closed, and then it was something else and that failed too." So, sadly, I got back in the car and put pedal to the metal for Kansas.
Which, I have to say was a disappointment. There is no sign or indication that you've crossed from Oklahoma into Kansas on I-35. NOTHING. It wasn't until I saw mile marker 1 that I realized we'd crossed the state line. I turned around, and on the way south, there is a GINORMOUS sign for Oklahoma. I guess Kansians aren't proud to say "here we are!"
So, that was yesterday. We stopped at Hobby Lobby and picked up some Warhammer 40,000 stuff for Frank (paints and plastic saws, etc.) and some knitting needles and cozy cranberry colored yarn for me. I will post some photos of my progress a little later. It's about 6 inches long right now (I'm making a basic scarf). We watched Zombieland, which was hilarious, and ate leftover Bobo's chicken.
Today, I'm cleaning and feeling sick (I hope it's not the Bobo's!), but trying to power through. I've swept and mopped the living room. I've rearranged the furniture in there as well. I took the cat condo thing and two boxes and two bags of clothes, shoes, etc. to Goodwill. I'm doing tons of laundry. I've cleaned the bathroom. The library area is steadily emptying out. I really meant to clean my bedroom, but I need to put together the chest of drawers I bought back in June from Ikea, and I also need to put up the clothes rack that I haven't made yet in order to put away the clothes that will enable me to clean the bedroom. But I have to clean the bedroom to put up the clothes rack. VICIOUS CIRCLE!!! I found myself shoving things into bags for Goodwill just so I wouldn't have to deal with them. Effective, but I will probably regret some of that at a later date. I also kept getting interrupted by my stomach, and then the next door neighbor's landlord stopped me to chat. He apparently loathes my landlord, so that was fun. I wisely said nothing negative about my landlord. Ah, discretion.
I will do some more cleaning and laundry tomorrow, and then I will do no cleaning or errands on Tuesday, as that is the last day of my sorely needed vacation. Wednesday, it's back to the grind.
All right, I hear laundry calling my name.
Does driving through a state count, or does one actually have to stop and spend a little time there.
ReplyDeleteIf driving through counts, I've been in 41 of 50. If not, then it's only 32.
I feel like I spend all of my time cleaning. Especially doing laundry.
I don't mind laundry. I even hate dishes a little less. I don't like scrubbing or sweeping.
ReplyDeleteAnd, yes, driving through counts.