I could NEVER be a Truck Driver

So the week before Christmas I went out with the hubby "OTR". Now for all you non-truck-driving folks, that means "Over The Road". Okay so I just really learned that but let's be real here, it's nice to feel "in the know" sometimes. We rode from VA down to Florida. Then to Georgia, then back up to VA where I was dropped off. I absolutely LOVED spending the time with him. I've missed him ALOT lately. The selfish two year old in me wants to whine and throw a fit because he's not home, and it's "NOT FAIR". But, unfortunately, the grown up in me takes charge, and starts speaking all the normal "adult" stuff, like "He's doing this for you and the kids" and "You're so lucky to have such a great husband who takes care of you and works so hard."


So yeah. I cherished my time with him, and we went riding. Now he usually takes the dog with him. Our little 4lb long haired chihuahua, Chopper. What a killer name, huh? Although not much of a guard dog, he's company and loves to be in the car. So here's me, on day one, always unimpressed to get my picture taken. Especially when I'm caught off guard and from that angle have the most lovely double chin. But I digress. I was glad to be there, and so happy to be on the road with him.





Now. Here's day 3 I believe. We'd been caught in rain for all three days. I was soaked to the core and hadn't had a shower in said three days either. None the less, I am mustering up a smile for the camera because gosh darnit, I can do this and it's not that bad. Not to mention, I am with my hubby. Granted I think you can tell by the general look on my face that my thrill level had decreased significantly.


This is later on that day. Remember Chopper? Yeah, he's sometimes a lap dog. But suprisingly not really. He likes to be left alone. And to be honest with you he and I don't get along as well as we should. But since I was invading on "his territory" i.e. sitting in HIS seat, THIS is what I had to put up with! As cute as he might look, he paced back and forth in the truck and would do this "snort" thing kindof like "Hmpf. MOVE!"

But anyway. I had alot of fun none the less, and can't even imagine having to do what he does. It seems like it wouldn't be so much work. You know the whole theory, get in the truck and drive? Well it's most definately not. What a great early Christmas present for me, to get to spend time with my lovely hubby since I miss him SO much. (Greasy hair, and unimpressed smiles aside)

I promise next time I post pictures of myself they are going to be much more flattering!