After our Superstart Breakfast this morning at 8am, we loaded up the van and headed out to Amarillo, Texas! From this point forward, we are going to places and states neither of the three of us have ever been, which has to make it ten times more exciting. I feel like a real traveler.

We munched down cereal, waffles, and oatmeal, before saying goodbye to Super 8, with it’s broken cycling machine and doors that don’t lock. (It is right by Roller City, however, if that peaks your interest.)


Here’s a test: can you spell Albuquerque?? Look at your neighbor and challenge them now. . . Challenge yourself.

Makes you think. Yeah.

I found this out when I texted my dad: “We’re in Albuquircue.”

He replied: “Seems like I’m not the only one who can’t spell Albuqurqeu.”

So I thought I’d share this intelligence test with the world. How intelligent are you?

I give myself a B+ for creativity.

Our Journey Begins

I am unofficially unemployed, but I tried not to think of that last night, as I packed as much of my entire bedroom’s contents that would fit into a teal duffel bag and tweed suitcase.

I tried to sneak another bag, but it was instantly vetoed by my mother.

Considering it’s me – and if you follow From My Second Hand Closet, you know how much I like clothes – one teal duffel for just my clothes, for a whole month, is very impressive.

The suitcase has shoes, hair curlers, chargers, and any other random things that I thought I might need. Might need. . . I hate packing. You never know what you might need.

But just as planned and required, I was totally packed by last night (toothbrushes and such being the only exception), so all I had to do was roll out of bed, change, and haul everything to the van.