We finally saw some sunshine on Saturday! After waiting for a month, the weather was finally good enough for us to head out to civilization for some provisions and a little fun.
One of our favorite activities while driving is doing a little radio surfing. Saturday was no exception! My husband manned the controls as he drove through the hills, finding a little country music, then some news, then … Jackpot!
He found an oldies station.
And not just any oldies station – but a country oldies station!
I can close my eyes and imagine myself in the back seat of our old station wagon heading to Minnesota on vacation with my parents and siblings. I can almost smell the pine forest and feel the August sun.
But when I opened my eyes – I was back in the Suburban with snow drifts along the road- and the five kids in the back seats were all mine. I took one glance at my husband driving and smiled, content.
The next song to play was the tear-jerker “The Last of the Silver Screen Cowboys” by Roy Rogers, Rex Allen and Rex Allen, Jr.
“Last of the silver screen cowboys,
Last of a fast-dying breed.
Cattle are grazing,
Six guns a blazing,
God knows this is what American still needs.”
Sniffle… sniffle… gulp…
We drive a few more miles before we lose the signal.
My husband picks up a little news at the top of the hour.
In a shocking story we heard that some Girl Scout Cookies are being recalled. They interviewed one woman who said, “I thought they tasted a little different from last year – but I couldn’t tell for sure. ”
She ate the entire box.
The entire suburban burst into laughter.
On to the next station as the miles rolled by…