Day 3
We woke up to 43 degree temps. Really...43 degrees in September? This was a rude awaken to this southern belle which normally doesn't see temps like this until January. I guess the puppies didn't care to much for that either as they were very fast to potty. I waved to the friendly homeless man as we were leaving the park. I am pretty sure I was topic of his conversation that most likely went something like this "that girl picked up my pee cup."at least I could make them laugh.
So we loaded up the car and headed toward Kansas City. One thing I discovered is I would have a very hard time driving in MO. Why you ask...well they use letters for highway names instead of numbers. So you have to look for Hwy VV or something like that. Good thing Dave was driving or we might have ended up in Canada.
One of things I like to do is to read billboards. It keeps me from asking are we there yet and of course saves Dave's sanity. Between the billboard of "meth kills", "ABC adult super store" "Cracker barrel" and "McDonalds" I see one of the best ever. It was for Columbia College (the one in Missouri) it read "Support Cougar Athletics" and of course the very mature Creasmans busted out laughing. I am not sure if it was the "non traditional" age girl holding a basketball or cougar athletics brought up a whole other meaning but we must have laughed at that for about 10 miles.
We managed to make a stop for gas in Columbia, MO which was sort if funny because not only did UGA mange to kick some tiger butt USC did as well. Oh and to anyone that wants to know...Columbia, MO is not anything close to Columbia, SC!
We arrived in KC and Dave had the great idea of walking the puppies to this really cool city center called Country Club Plaza. This was the coolest little place. I managed to go into Tiffany's to drool over some bling.
In the plaza they had very cool statues. One of which was a wild boar. Roxie decided she would give her herding skills one more shot. The horse was a big fail so I guess she thought this would be a success. She growled, huffed, barked and eventually nipped it's heels. To her dismay that hog didn't go anywhere. Although she did prance away so I guess in "Roxie World" this was a big success!
Dave said a stop in KC is not complete without a stop at Jack Stacks BBQ. After he told me about a meat sampler platter of BBQ chicken, ribs, sausage and burnt ends I was sold. Let me tell you this was everything I had heard about for the past 200 miles. The waitress came to get out plates after dinner and her exact words were "I don't think you could have done more damage unless you licked your plate clean!" I am pretty sure that was a nice way of calling me a fat ass.
More happenings:
The bacon gravy worked!!! Gunner is off his hunger strike! Proof bacon cures everything!
Roxie puked! Yumm! Dave being the good person he is caught it in a washcloth. Warning if you are in the Holiday Inn in KC don't use the washcloths!
3...2...1 begin food coma!
Until next time day 4
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