Anniversary Trip '09...Not knowing where you're going really takes the pressure off of getting there...

Rus is soooo not a planner.
Me...yessss, I plan.
How does this affect our anniversary trip? I worry that the demise of our short seven year marriage will be in Rus not coming up with a place that he'd like to go with me while simultaneously shooting down every place I come up with...meanwhile he doesn't worry about it at all and the night before our planned departure to ??? he announces that he'd just like to head north and "go where the wind blows us."
What do I think?
Perfect. Seriously. Phew, totally took off the pressure.
So that's what we did.
We drove north.
I bought a shoe polish pen to write "Just Hitched" on the back of our jeep.
Turns out it was clear polish.
Rus was relieved.
I wrote it anyway. Hmph.
Rus only wanted to take back roads.
We found an incredible antique store in Nambe where he bought an autographed copy of "When the Dogs Bark Treed" for his dad for Christmas (Roger---Pretend You Didn't Read This!)
I bought old buttons. I have a little fetish.
We saw a cool water bridge made out of tree trunks.We ate at a biker bar in Truchas and walked down the narrow street to take pictures of all the neat, falling apart buildings. And ourselves. I love the reflection of my arm in Rus's sunglasses. And my nose. The reflection makes it look bigger, really.(I have a thing for doorways, I found out.)
We drove straight through Taos, onto Angel Fire.We stayed at the Angel Fire Resort. I wanted to stay here. Sigh. But the resort did have wonderful rooms and big jacuzzi.
We ate great food for dinner...flying ants came with it, free.
I kissed Rus. Alot.
The next day we drove south.
I almost bought "Choke Cherry Jam" in Mora, just to see what it was. Now we all have to live in suspense about that.
We cruised through Las Vegas. Yep, there is one in NM. No bright lights, thank goodness.
Rus suffered through 32 miles of interstate. In really grates on his redneck nature to take his truck on such fast, modern thoroughfares.
We got off at Pecos (i think) and headed south, across the Something Mesa. Rowe Mesa, Rus says.Dirt roads almost made Rus pee his pants with delight. Wait, that was actually from his 3rd Dr. Pepper of the morning.
We saw some awesome abandoned homes and took muchas picturas. I wanted to jump the fence and give myself a tour. Rus didn't. I almost threw the camera case over to give myself a reason. (Um...Whoopsie...Ahh...Oh well...)We drove on a lot more dirt roads through a lot of flat country. Rus said it reminded him of growing up. Could have been because it was the same roads he drove whilst growing up.
Made it back to Abq.
Had to stop to shop a little and get some dessert, just to prolong it a little.
Decided it was finally time to go back home.
The jeep leaked Something at that thought and we cruised into the driveway with fluids sputtering everywhere.
Ha, look at that. All those dirt roads did do us some good! Rus says we have to wash it off before the neighbors start thinking we've been living in sin.
I want to take it to church tomorrow, to see what they think.