Absolutely Nothing

Sunday, March 11th:

Making it to Sedona at dusk

We can make it through one more day of driving. I am sure of it. The highway heads east and we have gorgeous sun, wide open sky and velvet hills. The cactus appear. I am in love with the desert, the sun, and the opportunity to sit in the passenger side of the car and do absolutely nothing. I do not even read. Nothing. Oh, I play car bingo with the kids, check my blackberry occasionally, pass food back to the kids, and stare vacantly out the window. This is bliss. My husband has hidden a bag of Miss Vickie's chips under his seat. He had a bag yesterday as well. He brought them for me. I think he loves me. Some women get diamonds. I get Miss Vickie's chips. I am grateful not to be sleeping in a tent. At 3 pm we break open the bag of Miss Vickie's. I pass them out in plastic cups to the kids. We stop for gas and to empty the synchronized bladders. He drives crazy so we can get close to Sedona before we lose the light. We want to see the rocks in the red glow. We make it. He stops the car repeatedly. I jump out to take pictures with my camera and blackberry. The hills are alive.
By Mom.