Rock 'n Rolling to Bumfuck Egypt WooooHoooo

Well, yesterday was both aggravating and awesome. Aggravating because I had to work and work was hell.. Tuesday's tend to be that way working where I do, but anywho... Poor James was having a horrific day and had to go to a small (well I wouldn't call it a town or city) dwelling of civilization in Arkansas, which just happens to be my neck of the woods... but I live in an actual city, with gas stations (wink).
So, seeing as how James' day sucked far worse than mine, I cut out of the office early on a (dun dun dun) Tuesday of all days. I could tell immediately that he was exuding a ton, i mean a total ton of energy to remain calm. (it was adorable and gave him a certain edge that both thrilled and worried me) Now, when I say worry, I mean, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to make him feel better about his day. It is very important to me, that he is happy and is smiling, at least semi-frequently, so you can see that I had my work cut out for me. I started having fun the moment I saw the strained look on his face, don't get me wrong, I was concerned. He was quiet, withdrawn, and generally in a "This Fucking Sucks" kindof mood, but I was getting to see him for the second time this week, during the week! Now we traveled towards Bumfuck Egypt (aka Saffell) and for the whole first hour, things were sortof quiet sans Eminem blasting over the speakers, which is perfectly fine by me, I like Eminem. But, seeing as how my attention span tends to be..well short... I started getting figity.... Sooooooo, I started picking on James about his whole road rage thing (which he informed me he doesn't have unless he does - lol). It was hilarious to me, cause while I also have a bit of the rage myself, it typically only shows itself in heavy traffic when I am running late or something. So, I start picking on him...Hey, like you wouldn't? I mean, really... He is driving and we are in a construction zone where there is no shoulder to pull off of... you would have picked on him too...lol (wicked evil naughty laugh inserted here). So, I laughed every chance I got...and would say things like "They are going five miles over the speed limit"...or "Fines double in construction zones"...or "You totally have road rage, you are grinding your jaw and everything"....or "You're going 80 in a 55, you are bound to catch up with other vehicles going slower" Ha Ha Ha, oh my goodness, it was so much fun, especially since he really couldn't get me...lol. And you know what, it actually took some of the edge off of his sword, which is very good cause that opens the door for smiles and laughter and rock 'n roll baby! I enjoyed hearing his heartfelt story about running on empty in the back woods with no gas station in sight too... especially when we drove about a mile down the road from where he was and found a gas station that would have been helpful to him that night. Finally, we made it to the target location and with cows bellowing in every direction, James went inside to make the pitch. While he was busy with the folks, I got to know two of the children there. Kara, who is a sixth grader and loves horses was helping to babysit her cousin, Bryceson who was an adorable and intelligent one year old. Kara wants to ride in the rodeo and loves to watch the sun set. She told me about all of her mother's paintings that were in the house. Bryceson, who I mentioned was intelligent, showed me his talent when he tried to start his daddy's truck. Oh yeah, he will be a handfull very soon. By the time Bryceson left, he was slapping me five and telling me bye and waving all the way down the driveway. Soon, James and I were back on the road and totally jammin' to Luda...
We stopped at a store and he asked me if I wanted something to eat (well, the truth is I was hungry, but I really have a hard time letting people do things or buy things for me, it makes me uncomfortable) so I said no, I am fine. He knew better of course and knew to phrase the question in just the right way so that I couldn't refuse without LYING. I don't lie, I despise it and he knows that. So I got a damn burrito and a Cherry Vanilla Dr. Pepper. (smile) So we listened to some more music and jammed all the way back to the Tree and he was (can you believe it) smiling. That made my day! Yes, it is funny how a really F.U.B.A.R. kind of day can become an AWESOME kind of evening. I wonder if he passed along that kiss I sent to Kat...hmmmmmm... I wonder if I can talk James into downloading some of those songs for me... hmmmm.... well, gotta get to work... Paper Day, YipppppeeeeeNOT lol... Gossip Day, Yippppppeeeeeee Hoooorrrraaaaayyy