My View From The Middle

It was time to hit the road--get out of Dodge. When the foot starts to itch, it is a sure sign that a road trip is in the making. A week ago the foot began its tingling and it was so persitent we knew the only way to cure it was to load the car and head south.

  We love to travel and short trips to nearby places often offer as much as those involving further distances, more money, and bigger chunks of time. When the gray light of winter hangs heavy we head south, not far, just an eight hour drive.   The car points its nose toward St. George and we buckle up and go along for the ride. When the red rocks and cactus come into view the spirit begans to lift and the cold and snow become a memory rather than a reality. The journey has taken us from a world of black and white to one of vivid color.

I am always amazed that in a reasonable amount of time you can transport yourself to a new and different enviornment without much effort. All it took was a bag of snacks to munch on as the miles ticked by. There is solace in consuming the extra calories as we put the miles behind us because we know that shortly those little fat builders will be walked off.  Sun, warmth, and color have a magic effect on the energy level--WOW! Let's get outside and move that body.

To really enjoy the new freedom from cold and coats you must stayed fueled.up.  In order to do that, you must eat a lot. Never fear, that is not hard. Just ask us. We found a variety of fun places to eat. Breakfast seemed to be the meal we zeroed in on. Omlets at The Egg- n- I, Belgian waffles at the Bear Paw and hashbrown casserole at Cracker Barrel. We just tucked right in and never looked back.

a little bit of the middle east--lamb kabobs--yum