Why My Valentine's Day Rocked!

All alone with my husband, all day! That was why my Valentine's Day rocked this year. Did I mention that we were in the car for 12 hours of that day, all by ourselves. Now you are probably thinking that this really doesn't sound much fun, but I assure you that it was. We didn't have to listen to movies we couldn't see, we didn't have to fetch water bottles out of coolers for kids we would rather not see, we didn't have to tell anyone to "be quiet and watch your movie." We did on the other hand, read a good book, listened to some way cool music (mine at least, Benn's selection wasn't so good), took naps without being interrupted by screaming, and talked. Yes, there was talking of the greatest kind. That is the kind where you don't have to stop and go wipe someone's rear end and then forget where you left off, the kind where you can think before you speak and the words that come out make sense to you and to whomever is listening. It was fabulous! Jealous are you? You should be. And we didn't even spend a dime - unless your counting the fuel for our large red vehicle (how fitting that it's red. You know... red for Valentine's?) and fountain drinks we had to splurge for.

The road trip started in SLC around 6am on Valentine's Day with lots of snow on the road. Our destination was Bosie, Idaho. We were taking Benn's enclosed trailer up there for a buyer in Seattle to come get it. That was the half way mark, I guess. And it so happens that Benn's cousin, Randy, and his wife and kids live there. We met up with them for lunch and visited them for a couple hours and then we were back on the road by 3pm. We were back in SLC to say good-night to our kids by 8:30. What a day!

Here are some very cool pics of our most romantic V-Day ever!

This is Benn putting some wiper fluid in the car. It didn't help cause there was some frozen fluid in the line preventing us from keeping our windshield clean.



This was our little bed we made by folding down the middle row of seats. Quite cozy, wouldn't you say?



Cleaning the window



Good-nite, sleep-tight!



Enjoying some good music with one of my favorite travel treats, Twizzlers.



Umm... yeah, cleaning the windshield again.



Finally in Bosie after 6 1/2 hours! I figured that this was a leaping moment, but Benn missed my ballet-esque split leap that I really did... or is that really what I look like when I leap?