Adventure!
My car is in the shop for repairs.
My son and I had to wait at the reception area for the person-who-hit-me's insurance provider to send a car rental.
Another woman was waiting for the same rental company.
She was served first.
Then, another agent came and asked me questions to fill out the paperwork for my rental.
My son and I were the first to go out and pick a car.
"Here we have a Ford Focus- it's our most requested," she pointed to a boring blue car, "and here is a Hyundai- it's great gas milage," she pointed to a pretty blue car, "And the Dodge Avenger...."
"I'll take the Dodge!" I interrupted, and got it before the other client did.
I was smiling like a cat that ate a whole nest of birds.
I did my best to contain myself.
I don't know if I did a good job.
When I drove the car off the lot, I rolled down the window and yelled out-"RrrrrrOCK-n-R-O-O-O-OOOOLLLLLLL!!!!!"
I know it's not a Charger or Challenger- but something about it....
I looked to my son and said, "Get this motor runnin'...."
He nodded his head, "Head out on the highway!"
"We're going on 'Adventure!'" I said.
And we took off for the highway.
We were about 5 miles out of town when my Sweet Baboo called.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"I don't know," I answered sheepishly.
But he knew something was up.
"I got a Dodge Avenger for the rental and me and [my son] are riding that endless road to freeeeeeeeedom! You hear me? We ain't never coming back! We ain't NEVER COMING BACK!!!" I semi-quoted the Nightrider from Mad Max. "I am a rocker. I am a Roller. I am an OUT OF CONTROLLER!!!"
"I want to go," he said.
"Oh, fine. We'll turn around and go get you."
And we went back and did.
I told him to grab some Rock CDs.
Preferably something from the 70's and he was as excited as a little boy when he ran back into his house to get Cheap Trick, UFO, Judas Priest, Riot, Bachman Turner, Boston, Thin Lizzy, Blue Oyster Cult and we drove 20 miles out of town when my Sweet Baboo saw a sign for the roadside attraction- Snake Farm.
And we stopped in to see the animals.
And bought T-shirts.
And the smell was so bad I had to tuck my face in my shirt and smell my arm pits to breathe.
But the snake farm smell was soooo overwhelmingly bad I had to take off my shoe and breathe out of it until we left.
And that was on Friday.
Our first day of Adventure.
:-)