Cleaning out the CRV

The hubbins and I are hitting the road tomorrow for some quality time and a little vay-cay-shun.  Oh, how I love vacations!

I've heard you're not supposed to tell people on the interweb when you'll be leaving your house, you know, for fear of robbers.  But our neighbor and his dog will be watching over the abode while we're gone, so I'm not too concerned.

That's a real dog, I'm not kidding. 

As I was cleaning out Zippy the CRV today in preparation for our journey, I came across a bag in the trunk I had taken with me to a meeting towards the end of the school year.  And lo and behold, what did I spy with my little eye?  My breakfast! That I never ate. 

That's a real banana, I'm not kidding.

Turns out, bananas don't make much of a smell when they rot.  Sidenote, good thing I redid my nails today.  They looked atrocious. 

Well, I think that's about enough food deliciousness that one person can take in a day.  But seriously, someone is watching our house while we're gone, and they are a bada**, and they own a gun, so watch yo'self.

Rocky Mountains, here we come!!