Kelly in the lobby of the Marriot in Ogden. She was having a not-so-great birthday morning. When I asked the man at the table to take our picture, he ignored me. Robby got a kick out of that.
On the side of the road in Utah on our way to the Wyoming border. It was beautiful red rock.
This is our rest stop photo in 7o mph winds outside Laramie, WY. 
Kelly and I across the street from the hotel in Denver. Happy 21st, Angel.
Robby is distraught. He commented Kelly had some cajun sauce under her nails from her shrimp. I said we tried to get it out using his fork when he was in the bathroom. He said, "Do you have any idea how much bacteria is under your fingernails?" "Not any more, Robby." He thinks we enjoy tormenting him. We do.
It's Wednesday night, Christmas Eve at 10:30. I am exhausted so I'll keep this short tonight. Just know that it has a been a great trip.
The wind between Red Desert and Laramie was horrible. For the entire trip when we pass a semi on the road we "pray for milk" for fear that it carries some toxic chemical that will burn us. With the 70 mph winds we'd pray for milk and that the trucks stay upright. We passed two that had toppled. After a while Robby came up with a code word: sun flower. If he said the word, it meant a truck was about to topple onto us and Kelly was to take drastic, evasive action. My thought is she'd do the same if I screamed "We're going to die!" from the back seat. But sunflower it was. Robby gets mad if I say "the word" when there is not a direct threat of a truck toppling on us. He said I'd be "just like Little Boy Blue."...I guess leaving my sheep in the meadow and cows in the corn? Or does he have him confused with the boy who cried "sunflower"?
At one point we stopped at a truck stop/rest stop because I wanted a picture. The wind was howling through parking lot blowing right through us. Kelly I used the restroom and raced back to the car to wait, and wait, and wait for Robby. I became worried. I said let's drive around to the bathroom and check on him. She refused. She instead texted him: "Need help?"
They are getting meaner. I only got to listen to my two songs twice. They burn a cd for each leg and won't put my songs on every cd.
I have lost the will to go on tonight.
Merry Christmas and peace on your journeys.
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