I'm starting to think that the first day of Spring is truly Easter. The middle of March is still far too cold (or at least it was this year) to be considered anything but a mild winter month. And what's a better way to spend a beautiful Easter weekend than in a car?! Chris and I made the 10-hr roundtrip trek to Palmer, NE on Saturday morning while Lola enjoyed her weekend at daycare. She loves the daycare, and they love her so much that they even took some Easter pictures of our canine baby whenever they could catch her for a photo. And was I bit jealous that she was enjoying her exercise while I was stuck in a car? You betcha.


(She has recently become fond of sitting like an amputee. I can't imagine that she's comfortable, so maybe she's just trying to keep warm?)


So, after dropping off Lola, we hit the road around 8:30AM on Saturday morning and pumped ourselves up as much as we could for the five hour trip ahead of us. There were two things that helped pass the time: a change of scenery - we took the highways instead of interstate, and playing with our new toy- the TomTom. I don't know how we ever lived without one! It was a welcome change to not have to look down at a road map or Google printoff, especially given we were taking the road less traveled. TomTom's pleasant voice let us know in advance when we'd have to turn and even self-corrected the path when we took a wrong turn due to some construction. It left us all the time in the world to appreciate our new surroundings and make fun of the hicks in such small towns that some were even "unincorporated" instead of listing their impossibly small population (I'm guessing Ames, NE is pop. 12). We missed so many great photo ops, but I was able to get a picture of Clarks, NE - homeland of mom's family.


Looks positively delightful, no? :)

After arriving at my aunt and uncle's farm, we were welcomed by cookies and a sofa on which to nap. The rest of the weekend was spent playing an awesome new game (Wits and Wagers) and Chris learning how to be a country boy. My cousin Brad taught him how to drive the tractors, and although he couldn't figure out how to successfully work the CB radio, he still thought he was such a stud up on those big boys. So much so that he sang "Thank God I'm a Country Boy" and "Do You Think My Tractor's Sexy" for the rest of the weekend. However, the real kicker of the weekend was our little impromptu game of The Newlyweds Game. My aunt came up with some rather tough, and surprising questions. The husbands sat across from us wives and we tried to guess what the others answered. Most of the questions were light-hearted: Who fell in love with whom first?, What brand is your lawn-mower?, etc etc. And then it got interesting.....

"What is the most unique place you've had sex?"

ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....uh.oh.

All of us youngsters were surrounded by our parents, and our parents by their parents. There's no way that any of this could go well. We were seated oldest to youngest, so my grandma began.

Grandma: "The trunk of a car"

The rest of us: "EWWWW! ...wait, inside the trunk, or on top? I mean...ewwwwwwwwww!!"

It was even better when the husbands guessed incorrectly because then you got two answers of naughty acts that you'd never want to hear come out of your aunts, uncles, or PARENTS mouths. I thought that I got by easy after hearing my parents' responses when my cousin and her new husband learned that the craziest place their parents "did the deed" was in my cousin's new house while they were moving them in!!

What a better way to celebrate the resurrection than to end the holiday talking about sex? Sorry about that, Jesus.