Mount Rushmore was a definite high even if the wind was blowing 90 miles per hour.
We arrived before 'rush hour' which was nice.
What began as sleeping on a high mattress...
ended up on a real low. Way too funny of a story!
In one small moment Mr. B was able to decapitate the Singaporian soldier. Sorry Liz! Of course, this happened right after he deflated the bed.
The washer we hauled for 1300 some miles ended up as a bug shield! Though the truck did look worse I promise. We did manage to road kill our fair share of bugs.
Mr. B traded Mrs. B for a younger looking model. Some gal he picked up while we were at Wall Drug in South Dakota. Love his smile!
Scott saw this bumper sticker and wanted to swipe it and place it on our vehicle. He got quite the laugh out of it and thought it would be so appropriate on our truck. So tell me Scott, when it was your turn to drive what would people think??? Tee Hee, Tee Hee!! Betcha didn't think that one all the way through!
Gotta love my "Bad Ass Chick." There's only one of them. If there were more, I'm not sure I could survive!!
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