Dumb Idea Part IV… Road Trip

Again, if I had taken my camera out, there really would have been no words. But alas, I spared you all the gory details because trust me these would not have been pictures for the faint of heart.

For those of you not chronicling my newest joy let me remind you with:

Dumb Idea Part I

Dumb Idea Part II

Dumb Idea Part III

And now today, Part IV of my installment of “Who’s Dumb Idea Was This?” Of course the dumb idea of getting a puppy was all mine and as such I take full responsibility. However the fact that Gracie Lou puked all over my what-was-still-new-smelling car was almost deal breaker.

I will admit that after the second time she puked in the first 90 minutes of what was to become a 4-hour journey it took everything I had to force the leash on her and hold on to her despite everything in my being (and hers) wanting to just let her run…. far, far, far away.

So I will spare you the visual and just assure you that my new car has been christened, along with the girls’ jackets, hats, stuffed elephant, Elmo bag full of the Big One’s “treasures”, the small Rubbermaid that I keep an extra set fo clothes for the kids in and the floor mat that goes with the back row of seats.

Again, I have to say and huge “THANK YOU!” to Karen. Yes, I know it’s not your fault, but I’d rather blame you than myself. Just know that it’s just a public show, Karen, and I know deep down it’s all my own fault!