Dear Honeyville Utah,
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Thank you so much for having a gas station (eventhough it was older than the hills). I am soooooooooooooo glad you were open until 8:00 p.m. tonight. (Late for you folks out there). I am so glad one of your elderly citizens was outside watering his plants so I could make sure there was a gas station near by or else I would have been stranded with 4 tired kids who had been on the road for 11 hours.
NOT A GOOD SCENE, IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.
Anyway, I am sorry that you didn't have a bathroom and so Jaxon decided to "relieve" himself around the side of your general store building, and I am sorry you had to catch him in the act. Hey, when you gotta go, you gotta go. Think about getting a public restroom, or at least letting small children use the employee one if they really gotta go. Mkay? (Hey, that ONE customer per day might need it!)
I am sorry to the poor clerk who must have though I was from another planet because I had NO IDEA how to buy gas from a pump without a credit card. I am sorry I asked stupid questions like, "What happens if it fills up before I hit how much I paid?" "Am I supposed to just guess how much will go in?" "Do you take credit cards?" I am from the BIG CITY. I just don't get those sorta things. And I am sorry to that same clerk who had to see my son exposed.
I know I should have checked my gas gauge in Pocatello at the Arctic Circle with the playland (did you know Arctic Circle created fry sauce? Ya. They did.) But, I seriously didn't think that I would run into trouble in between Pocatello and SLC with needing a gas station. I thought there would be plenty to choose from. Turns out, I ran out at JUST the WRONG time with no exits and/or gas stations near by. (Right about Honeyville if you couldn't guess) Oh well. I am learning.
Looks like I'm battin 1,000 with the gas gauge thing. (if you have not read this story, click on the link, you WON'T REGRET IT!)
So, thanks again.
Sincerely,
Lindsey
P.S. To Bloggy Buddies: I have a LOT of stories to tell from my trip, and since one involves a trip to the ER last night with Kaylie, I think I will be telling them backwards. I want to keep track of all the "fun" we had. Geez. Sometimes I can't believe my life, so, I document it here.
HOLLY'S BACHELORETTE RECAP HERE. HILARIOUS AS ALWAYS! PS- I am going to MEET Holly in REAL LIFE tomorrow night! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? Me neither. I love meeting my fake friends. Cuz, then they become REAL ones! :)
7 comments:
do you have any idea how much i love fry sauce??? almost as much as i love not running out of gas and my kids peeing on the side of a building instead of using really dirty public restrooms. ahhhh, nothing like a roadtrip. have fun and be safe!
I hadn't read the "Desert Center" gas story before, but I was laughing out loud. We drive that route a lot (like last weekend and next weekend) and I knew exactly what you were thinking. They really need to take that place off the map...it's deceiving! (According to my dad they were trying to be a huge "Desert Center" stop/town like Blythe became, but it obviously never happened!)
I hadn't read the "Desert Center" gas story before, but I was laughing out loud. We drive that route a lot (like last weekend and next weekend) and I knew exactly what you were thinking. They really need to take that place off the map...it's deceiving! (According to my dad they were trying to be a huge "Desert Center" stop/town like Blythe became, but it obviously never happened!)
You have the best road trip stories ever!
I truly enjoyed this thoughtful letter, written to the good people of Honeyville. You are hilarious.
We bought a horse in honeyville once. Talk about desolate. Fo' real.
I was re-telling the story about how you asked me if I could handle sitting in a booth at Chili's and I was like, "sure, me? Yeah. I love booths" and then I tried and... failed. It makes for a good story.
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