Vacation recap

I started to put pictures together for this update and I just have too many to post. I'm not very good at trimming it down and recapping the trip without completely sidetracking and ending up with a novel instead of a blog post. So instead, I'll sum it up with some simple stats:

Rental car: Dodge Avenger (meh)
Best thing about rental car: satellite radio
Places we slept: Pendleton, Owyhee Reservoir (in a tent), Ontario, Burns, Prineville,
Percentage of days we had good coffee: 100 (wow!)
Favorite road snack: Lunchables
Fish caught: about 300 (we didn't keep them all)
Mushrooms found: 0
Number of bars we hung out in with animal heads on the wall: 2
Number of bartenders who told me that the drink I ordered (tomato juice and vodka) sounded gross: 2
Times that snowy roads made us turn around: 1
Animals we saw from the car: Deer, antelope, elk, bobcat, hawk, vulture
Videos taken of John dancing: 1
Things that I ate/drank my weight in: corn, Coors Light, tacos
Friends who hung out on our porch while we were gone and got drunk and left us flowers: 2
Times I washed my hair: 0

Wordless Wednesday

Off to a good start....

why we love to become regulars wherever we go...

We made you, Tease and tone made you awesome

Wordless Wednesday

A crotch conundrum

Every time I flip through our Cycle Gear catalog, I can't help but be confused by the design of the men's full piece suits. If I was a guy who wanted an entire suit made of leather so that I could go ride my bike very fast, I am guessing that I would want to feel hella manly when I put it on. But as a girl looking at the picture of the suit, I can't help but notice that the "manliest" section of the suit is kind of, well, minimizing.
I've seen so many that look like that, that I thought maybe it was essential to the design, until I saw this woman's version, where it looks like she's packing her purse down there.

Potentially controversial.

We had friends from out of town come through last week and stay with us. One thing they wanted to do before hitting the road was swing by Costco to pick up a GPS unit. Now, JJ and I are not Costco shoppers. John knew where one was though, so off we went. It was readily apparent that Costco certainly doesn't need our shopping dollars to survive. That place was packed. and no offense to those of you who shop there, but the people were weird. And the lines to check out took about half the store. As we followed our friends through the masses, I swear one lady would have actually run me over with her cart if she thought I was going to cut in her line. We were scared. Our friends waited in the line. we waited outside....