The Oregon Arizona, New Mexico,Texas Trail of amnityville horror bathrooms

I set off on a trip this past Saturday with my mother, step father and my son James. Our trip took us from Phoenix through, Tucson, Las Cruses, El paso, Van horn, Odessa and Abilene all the way to Midlothian, TX to where I am currently visiting my sister Jennifer, her husband Robby, and their two daughters Emma and Katy.

Our first stop was great in Tucson at the Cracker barrel, SO yummy! Our next stop in Lourdsberg, NM was not so pleasant, on the outside the rest stop looked amazing, but little did I know that something sinister lurked ahead of me (well, there was a sign that said beware of rattle snakes but I did not take heed to what it was warning me of) I walk in and the bathroom is on the darker side, and completely empty. I choose the stall with the light over head so I could get a good look at the toilet and how I was going to construct my toilet paper ass shield. So after using a half roll of toilet paper to cover the seat I take tentative test squat to make sure the toilet paper would sufficiently cover my ass...test squat was good so I plop down to pee...as I'm finishing up I hear a loud hiss (keep in mind that I'm still alone in there) my legs shot up and I was literally in the fetal position sitting on the toilet. I look to my left......nothing....I look to my right...nothing....I look below me nothing...I look up...nothing. So I lean forward and unlock the stall door and open it and in one fluid motion I leap off the toilet and pull up my pants and run the heck outta that damn bathroom....all the way to the car. I used a heavy amount of hand sanitizer later...

I guess I will make a series out of this, I will post another tomorrow....the worst is yet to come.

Kim;)

I love to Laugh!

Yes, yes its true! I love to laugh! I went to a comedy show this weekend with my cousin Whitney (otherhalfness, partner in double trouble!) It was great! Brian Reagan preformed, but alas I can tell you it was not pure enjoyment...

Let me back pedal a bit so you can better understand. We did not go alone, there where 9 others in our group, a few that I did not know and a few that I did. Let me tell you this I have never in my entire life been so glad that I blew 10.00 on a beer...well 24 ounces of pure mind or rather ear numbing (in this case) goodness. I tell you I would have never made it through the 2 hour show with out it, for I yes I was the one seated next to a loud laugh-er, but not just a loud laugh-er, a laugh-er that, I kid you not laughed at every. single. fucking. word that came out of Brian Reagan's mouth. She must be kin to a hyena! At first I was thinking "no biggie, she just gets tickled easy" then when the psycho laughter did not cease I was thinking maybe shes drunk (nope that was me) by the time the show ended I was slightly deaf in one ear...but on the up side I was still buzzing. So the lesson to be learned here is know the person you sit next to! I guess it could have been worse... poor David who sat in front of her had to lean forward the entire show to escape the obnoxious laughter....

In other news, I'm going on vacation! Yeah! Texas here I come...watch out now!