Have you ever veered off course, and avoided the beaten path ?
Traveled down the bumpy road ?
Did you find out that the road less traveled led you to AMAZE-NESS?!
OR
Maybe the road led NOWHERE,
but it was sure fun driving down it.
Sometimes it just takes a leap of faith, a dash of daring, and some partners in crime girlfriends….to travel those roads and take the adventure of uncharted water.
Something new.
Something different.
Something that just recharges the batteries.
Beware. Crimes can happen. *Nudge, nudge, wink wink* Not gonna lie. Hold on tight.
That is just when the fun begins.
True story :
I can’t tell you the WHOLE story.
To protect the not so innocent.
Let’s just say, it involved:
The ROAD TRIP began like this :
* best time evvvvha *
And it ended like this :
Two gals, one (crashed and limping) rental car, and a road trip that I can’t stop pee’ing my pants laughing about.
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P.s. The french police are probably still searching for you {Norma}
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Not me. I was innocent.
As always. 🙂
OK, OK, I had beer too, but I was smart enough to hide it under the blanket for the photo. Not smart enough to lie about it, but smart.
Gal pal road trips require : thinking on your feet FAST, and hiding beer when necessary.
Once you get the rules down pat, you will never look back.
Because this is how a gurlzz road trip usually begins :
The road trips don’t always end in a car crash. There are exceptions to every rule.
The goal is to have a THELMA AND LOUISE Road Trip.
Minus the ‘ over the cliff ‘ experience.
GIRLFRIENDS ARE SOUL FOOD
They are the ones that we get in trouble with.
They are the ones that give it to us straight.
(Even when we don’t always want to hear it straight)
It is LUV amongst the sista’hood.
Road trips are also hide-aways.
From the kids.
Why do we hide? Because
This is what kids do when we are away :
AFTER THE ROAD TRIP:
In our family, a road trip usually sparks family discussions. Discussions about why Mommy has a piece of straw sticking out of her hair and the car has a flat tire.
Or other important things, like eating popcorn for dinner. Why don’t we do it more often? That’s it. New family rule. Popcorn for dinner more often. And who put the toilet roll on upside down AGAIN?? Who made that law anyway? Did the toilet paper survive when you were away? I am sure it did.
A road trip ‘getaway’ always reminds us to not sweat the small stuff.
Every once in a while, we all need that reminder, don’tcha think?!
After we decide that popcorn is always a good choice for dinner, and that it really doesn’t matter which way the toilet paper ROLLS….we then try to solve world mysteries. Like where all MY ‘household’ chocolate went. Then I contemplate. I contemplate better ways on how to hide chocolate. I want to at least appear SMARTER than a 7th grader.
The next steps are to take quiet moments at home. Because the road trip surely taught me that quiet moments are INDEED, VERY COOL.
Rare.
Unheard of.
Very cool.
Then I dream of the girls shopping that we did on the road trip . It is at that very moment, that I quickly access how fast I can get the bags from my car. Think fast is the name of the game. I trip over things, I can’t think straight, (clearly I am not a professional) because I need to high tail the purchases under the bed. Or somewhere where it is brilliantly disguised. I now need a new hiding place. Because I was just dumb enough to give away the whereabouts of my shopping stash.
Option 2 is to just wear it. Then I pretend that I have been wearing it for years. Like it never left my body. Ever.
Next, I make a ‘of course, I have owned these shoes for FOREVER’ plan.
A plan of PRETEND.
{Also known as plan B}
When caught, I pretend that I have had the new shoes for at least 2 years.**
**Dear Husbands,
Erase that statement from your heads. Right now.
Shopping
It is a necessity of life.
Like we don’t know you guys hide the TV converter before a sports game. AND let’s not forget how we tolerate the game because the converter is GLUED to the channel while you FALL ASLEEP.
This is why we need an outlet. A shopping outlet. Uhmmm, and hard booze.
Uhhhaa, we’ve got your sports-channel-tv converter number and we are dialling it in. So just ignore the wee things in the shopping bags under your bed. Deal ? Deal.
And P.s.
All women love flowers. Especially when we are in trouble.
Happy wife, happy life.
Dear MEN, that advice is the best advice you will ever read.
Remember, at the end of the day, gals need their pals. We need road trips like men need a sports channel.
So all you gals out there….hit the road… hit the road less traveled and remember….
It is about the journey, not the destination.
Live it.
Love it.
And stay away from the cliffs.
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Can so relate to your comment on the hilarious moments with girlfriends. Somehow, our husbands and kids never seem to think it is quite as funny as we do. Great blog. I came across it through Karen at The Art of Doing Stuff.
I must admit I suck at road trips. I am the whiny kid in the back with the gravol. But good friends always make things more enjoyable. PS – I’ve just nominated you for the One Lovely Blog Award! You can choose to accept or decline but I wanted to let you know how great I think your blog/site is. Though I have a feeling you’ve been nominated for this one already. 🙂
Hi Alex !!
I like road trips because they start with Gravol. LOL !! On an airplane…gravol is my best friend for sleep :). You nominated me for an awar!!d ? If you were beside me right now, I would kiss you. I suck at accepting awards, so we may now be even. haha. Thanks for the blog love. Much appreciated !! Lynne
my favorite saying hangs in our yard……
“ever stop to think….. and forget to start again “
Haha Gary !! Love it !!!! Lynne
Thanks for brightening my spirits, today!!!
Thanks for brightening mine :)) Love those kind of comments. Cheers !!! Lynne xx
When I backpacked thgourh Paris, I spent a day seeing the Bayeux Tapestry in Bayeux. It’s a really old needlepoint depiction of the Norman Invasion, and it’s in a really cute, tiny town on the coast that is accessible by train from Paris.I’m just into random history though, so I don’t know if you’d be interested in it. I would have seen Versailles instead, but it was closed on the day I had set aside for a day trip (Tuesday, I think).
Smart husbands read blogs. Like when “someone is almost ready to go out”. i love it when new shoes appear magically on my wife. I get points for noticing, points for understanding and i do not have to buy her any practical gifts. I can stick to the fun stuff.
I love road trips. The slower the better is my motto
Jack-
Just so you know, all women, now OFFICIALLY LOVE YOU. LOL.
P.s. you rock out loud… especially for the ‘road trips…the slower the better”
Cheers to you ! Wooohoooo women pay attention…awesome men are out there. :))
I have one too, and love him to bits!
Cheers !!
Lynne
You’ve just inspired me to get hold of a great gal pal to do similar. But I must wait til she recovers from her family road trip around American southwest first (we live in scotland). Have to compete with Grand Canyon and Vegas so I better do some good planning.. Eating around the south of France (minus the fender bender) is a grand starting point. Cheers, love!
Hi Kellie !
First of all, can we be BFF? Scotland? You can cook? You travel? You love Spain. You make a mean berry crumble. Ohhhh my, I would road trip with you any ol’ day. LOL.
So happy I have inspired you for a girlzzz road trip. I just wish it was with me :))
P.S. love the recipes on your blog !!
Lynne xx
Wishing husbands read blogs.
Welcome home crazy girl! 😉
Look LInda !! Husbands read blogs. LOL. P.s Read JACK LONDON’S comment. AND…I thought my husband was the only guy who read my blog. haha!
Big hugs my friend! Great to hear from you again.xx
Lynne
Love it, lady.
Rachael-
You are Canadian. You can cook like it is nobody’s business. I love you, my lady. LOL
Have an awesome day.
P.s. Yes….we MUST meet in real life some day.
Big love-
Lynne
You are so funny Lynne! Love and enoy your adventures. I just came back from California where we drove from L…A to San Francisco then back along the Pacific Coast Highway from San Francisco and L.A. As you know, sometimes, we get lost, my aunt’s GPS is weird, she kept saying “stay left but exit on the right!” have you tried doing an exit on a Freeway with like 6 or 7 lanes where we were on the express lane then have to exit on the 7th lane. My uncle who was our driver did! It was dangerous but their GPS is just weird! I learned from this trip to keep my cool, enjoy the moment, and not to sweat the small stuff. You are right. Just like you, we have to see the humor in everything and enjoy the journey! Thanks for sharing.
Hey Pamela!
I think we should all invest in GPS devices that can swear, and call names, and make things up. Oh wait, that is usually the passenger. I think a GPS is seriously confused sometimes. It can’t ALWAYS be right. Can it? Nooo. It makes for an interesting journey tho !
Happy road tripping!!!
P.s. Your road trip scenery must have been AWESOME along that coast !
xx
Awesome post. My favourite road trips are where the road abruptly ends and you do what any sane person would do and just hop on the Ferry. . . . and always remember Absinthe is the devil : ) Wouldn’t you agree?
OMG Cath-
Did you have a close look at that map in the blog post?! I still laugh my butt off about that. Whaaat? the what what?? Where did the road go?! Ok, let’s hop that ferry AND call Michael to tell him we will be a pinch late. Like 5 hours late. HILARE !!
P.s. Did you see this post? https://lynneknowlton.com/2012/04/13/diy-grapevine-lighting-balls-what-a-bright-idea/ You will recognize the vineyard . haha! Love ya, Sista!
Gal pal road trip….sounds so great! And your story cracks me up 🙂
I need a girls’ roadie….my latest trip…an “in-laws road trip” wasn’t quite the same thing 😉
Miss you Lynne!
Hey Janet !
Can you hear it ? The treehouse is calling your name !!! Woot Woot !!
xx
Wow, sounds like an insanely fun trip. I love France but real fun can happen anywhere when you’re with amazing people you love. Those memories will last a lifetime. Keep having fun!
That is soooo very true Michaela…real fun happens anywhere when you’re with amazing people. Why didn’t I think of that? LOL. You took the words right outta my mouth. xx
Big love~
Lynne