505 miles into California.
I'm not nearly as bored today.
I've found some entertaining things to do while it's my turn driving and that seems to be helping the miles go by more quickly.
Entertaining thing number one: Turn on the seat warmer and cooler alternately while Mr. Jenny is trying to read his book. I like to watch him squirm until he figures it out.
Entertaining thing number two: If I hum at a kind of high pitch noise while NOT moving my mouth AND looking straight ahead like I'm just driving and watching the road.It scares Mr. Jenny. He thinks something is wrong with the car. Ha. Haha!
Yeah. I think we might have been in the car too long.
We did have a great break from Friday night until 7 am Monday morning. The break including Quinn (our new Grandson), visiting kids, driving to the coast, Quinn, seeing the washed up dock from Japan, Quinn, picking (and eating) cherries, Quinn and, oh...ummm...
Playing peekaboo with Quinn, making duck noises at Quinn, holding Quinn AND admiring Quinn's eyebrows which are very expressive.
Now, I am trying to be a gracious passenger while listening to tape 8 (of 10) of a John Grisham book.
We're heading down to Santa Cruz now to visit some friends and un-flat our butts. Mr. Jenny has another meeting tomorrow and I'm going to hang out, hopefully in a non-sitting position for at least 12 hours!
Outside the window there are fields of sunflowers shining at me..
A mountain in the distant spouts grey and purple smoke from a depleting brush fire...
The rough texture of the 505 makes me want to fall asleep...
...but I shall resist.
So I can play with Mr. Jenny's seat heater-thingy...
...and listen to Chapter 28 of the book. The first words spoken were, "The pervert's name was..."
But, hey. It was worth it so far.
And did I mention how sweet little Quinn is?
This I know. I also know that other thing.
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