(To read the letter, click on: http://honeydidyouseethat.blogspot.ca/2011/11/texas.html,)
John: No. No more games.
Shelley: How about we name all of the States of America?
John: No. I just can't. No.
Shelley: OK. Tell me something about you I don't know.John: Jesus Christ Shelley. We've been married for thirty years.
Shelley: Want the radio on?
John: No. I don't care who wins the Republican Nomination. I don't want to be saved. I don't want to listen to country songs............Oh. My. God. Look around you. Why do people live out here? What did they do wrong? Can you imagine? How big is this bloody State any way?
Shelley: You know, if you had agreed to stay at the last rest stop, we would be done by now.
John: Do not blame this six hour day of driving on me. "You" refused to stay in the last town.
John: ...... Dear God. How much longer to the next town?
Shelley: Maybe an hour to Ozona. There must be an RV Park there.John: F@#$$CKKKK!!!!!!!!! This country has looked exactly the same since we left San Diego. And now we are in Texas.
Shelley: Hey.That's a swear. Why don't we play a game where we each take a turn saying a swear word? I'll go first. S#$%.
John: S#$% head.
Shelley: Nope. That's my word. You have to come up with a different one. Try again.
John:...
Shelley: John?
John:...
Shelley: Tell you what. I'll even let you say my favourite word.
John:...
Shelley: What is '"wrong" with you?.....
John:...
Shelley: Fine.
John:...
Shelley:...
And that's how we finished the last hour of our seven hour road trip for that day.
I knew we needed something new, different and challenging to occupy us during the next day's five hour plus journey. It was soooo obvious. We would learn to speak Spanish. We "had" to try out our new CD that very same night. John couldn't have agreed more and enthusiastically joined in. We dove into lesson 4, just to make sure we would be challenged.
Shelley and John
