An Ol' Broad's Ramblings
Heading Home
Yep! I have left the wilds of Brat’s and Ick’s joint, and am heading back to civilization where there are no 50 pound dogs jumping and licking and barking and…. 
I left there quite late in the grand scheme of things, 4:00. Why? I love the kids…really, I do, but when you haven’t had a full night’s sleep, and there is constant pain involved, you start to wonder….why the hell am I here? I’ve been about as crabby as a teen on serious PMS. I’ve no doubt I have not been pleasant company. One word Brat….and lint and tic tac….POOF!
Texas finally got some rain. Yeehaw! Unfortunately, not enough to get the grime and bugs off the truck, but oh well. I think they had a few down pours BEFORE I drove through any particular area. 
And that was the grime left from the wash job Short Person and Frodo did on my vehicle. *shakes head*
I have learned that doing the speed limit, or even a few miles over, you are taking your life in your own hands going through Beaumont. Are they nuts?????? Jeeez! As I stated on Facebook: Speed limit-70. Doing-72. Glance in rearview. When did I become the lead car at Talledega with a dead engine? Slow your sorry selves down!
I don’t know what they are dumping in the Sabine River, but gracious sakes that sucker stunk to high heaven! Something has to be rotting in there cuz nothing else would smell that bad. Even the swamp I drove over didn’t stink anywhere near what was emanating out of that river! UGH! Had to stop at the first, and ONLY rest area to air the truck out.
Now, I am happily ensconced in a motel, on the west side of Baton Rouge. Yep. I learned my lesson! This ol’ broad is going to take it SLOOOOOOW! But I gotta ask….what kind of motel doesn’t have a junk food machine??? Ok, so there is a little convenience store right across the parking lot, but still. Waddled m’self on over there, had a feral cat scare the bejabbers outta me (think I scare it pretty good too) and waddled myself on back. Wasn’t too bad. Under normal circumstances, it would have taken five minutes max. In my condition….minimum….tripled. The way I look at it, I couldn’t have done that a couple of weeks ago. Also got acquainted, up close and personal, with one of Louisiana’s state birds….aka….mosquito. sigh… Lucky me!
Figuring on doing 4 or 5 hours tomorrow, and be home some time, fairly early on Tuesday. And just think, when I was a young sprout, could have done this in one day. Oh well…the joys of falling apart and getting old! 
didnt say a word.. Except how is it that I get u the awesomest of tshirts and there is no blogged photo proof? Huh huh huh?
Maybe cuz I haven’t gotten home yet? Huh huh huh???
I live in TX, 70 means 75. Don’t make us mad by going too slow. lol
Hotels are eazy, Bing pizza hut, there’s always one close enough to deliver.
You do know I’m a native Texan, right? Just cuz I don’t live there now, doesn’t mean I don’t know how INSANE people have gotten!