The Things We've Done to Our Bodies

If you're reading the title and you're Nicole's family, then you may be a bit worried right now. The la
st time she went away with Kristi and me, she came back with an extra hole. Don't worry. To my knowledge, she has not had anything pierced or inked on any part of her body. Then again, there was that few hours I wasn't with them in Vegas..... :)

No, dear people, I have the wonderful job of reporting to you the things we've done to and with our bodies. Such as:
- the gianormous bruises we're all sporting on our legs: Kristi from walking into several ancient pueblo ruins, and Nicole and I from hauling in and out of the upper bed in the evening and morning.
- the fried intestinal tracts: we've had more spicy food and beans than we can recount. Perhaps we should leave it at that, but no, dear people, I shall explain further. We also have a standard breakfast of a banana smeared with peanut butter. Have a few days of those and..... Then there's the average mealtimes: breakfast around 10 a.m., lunch whenever we can grab it (usually around 3ish) and then dinner most usually around 9 or 10 p.m. Eek.
- the driving: we're averaging around four hours minimum of drive time every day. There have been a few days that we've had to push across several states to lay tracks for home. Those days are particularly hard on the bodies, especially since the person in the back gets tossed around and the person in the navigator seat has to deal with a floor that gets so hot it actually has melted the soles of our shoes a bit. We just ride with our feet up on the dash, which means that there's a cramping issue to contend with.
- the skeeters: those insects from hell that are only getting worse as we leave the southwest and head towards the east. The Texas ones could lift small cars and children. We're at Graceland now, and while they're not as large, they're out in droves. I'm going to leave a comment card for Elvis about this in the morning. I mean, really, what kind of establishment is he running around here?
- the heat: it's hot. our feet swell. our hair is fried. 'nuff said.
- the barbeque: in Memphis, it's the thing to do. And we did it. A lot. Like, we ate our weight in ribs. Then had pecan pie. With ice cream. And a cherry on top.

All in all, this RVing stuff is more physical than we expected. Don't get me wrong, it's not enough to deter us from doing this again. We're tough girls! :) We're gonna have some wine and watch the lights of Graceland twinkle next door. Skeeters, bite me. Oh, wait........
Katrina