Fresh Air & Haters Honk Part II

I wish . . .

I had never eaten all those sweet tarts

And I wish I carried a notebook to write down Mr Smith's sayings.

We explored a popular state park north of us this weekend.

We both knew not to get our hopes up.

With the hike routes split up into mostly a mile or less,

Mr Smith knew this was sleep walking and I found my skill level.

right along with all the little kiddos.

Okay Okay, maybe I walked a little faster . . .

We had to try it out. And I thought the view at Hanging Rock was beautiful!

You may just avoid all the weirdos by taking the longer hikes.

The humidity sucks, don't ignore that, but it just rained the night before and was cloudy most of the day, so you really couldn't beat that kind of weather in August.

"I don't know how to stand, so let me just stand like this"

I just can't wait to see how Mr Smith will handle hiking trips with kids he can't just leave behind.

Honey, we're going on them! He-will-be-heartless.

But he will be the one carrying most of the crap, so I will/do appreciate him.

I also appreciate the eastern "wilderness." I just wish it wasn't so far away!

(as in I wish we had the mountains 30 min or less from our front door)

We played a round of frisbee golf on the way home and ended the day with Papa Johns!

Thanks to a birthday gift card. Dang I love free/fast/and delicious food.

It truly is a miracle we made it home though. After I had just blogged about how Mrs Smith doesn't mind honking, Mr Smith solidified the hater duo.

Two separate cars in a row...

"Will you go faster?? You're going 10 under!"
Honk.
"OMG will you turn already!?"
Honk.
"Who are these people?"

Mrs Smith: hahaha I love my husband

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