And once we hit the 'Welcome to Vail' sign it wasn't as if he stopped no we went sailing past the visitors center and when I mentioned it to him alls he did was grunt.
It was like he didn't care. And I could tell by the way he was fidgeting he was itching for a cigarette.
That was about the time when we came to the beginning of the White River National Forest. I couldn't understand why Mr. We gotta be there yesterday was taking the scenic route now.
But when he pulled off down a small trail looking road I honestly started to get a little frightened. I mean we both sorta had cabin fever and I may have been a tad bit bitchier than normal to E. I was just hoping he wasn't about to go all serial killer on me in the middle of the god damn forest. In my head I was thinking about contingency plans. Not that I didn't trust Edward, but being stuck in a cab on a 90 degree day with no air conditioning will change a person. The sun hadn't set yet, so I figured I could at least run to the beginning of the forest if I had to get away from him.
Oh hell what the fuck was I thinking... This was my Edward. My love... He was perfect even if he was a little frazzled from being in the truck so long.
We rode along the trail looking road for a while longer. I was hungry and really starting to resent him for not stopping when we were actually in the midst of some kind of civilization.
"You know you could've stopped back there if you had any consideration for anyone but yourself." I snapped at him.
He just huffed in response.
I let it go for about twenty minutes until my stomach was actually beginning to complain too.
"Jesus Christ Edward you are such a fucking asshole you know that! You don't give a shit about me and I know for a fact you don't love me. For God's sake, I'm supposed to be eating like a fucking horse not starving like a peasant. God I fucking hate you!" I shouted loosing my last thread of any kind of temper.
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Chapter 41 Goodies!
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| Makin' Cheese! |
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| The cow they both learned how to milk! |
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| The world's largest six pack! |
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| Huge Strawberry! |
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| The steakhouse that B&E ate at in Omaha! |
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| Magnolia Hotel in Omaha |
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| World's largest ball of stamps! |
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| World's largest coffee pot! |
Alright there you have it guys! Another few stops along the way! Hope you enjoyed it! I'll see you next Saturday for the teaser for 42! Love you all!
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Chapter 41 Teaser
Sorry this is late, my husband and I took a little road trip too! Now we are back and here's you teaser:
The tour guide was showing us another step in the extremely long process of making cheese but I just couldn't focus. All I could think about was my call home this morning while Bella was in the shower.
I hadn't heard from anyone in a few days and I wasn't too sure if that was a good or a bad thing. So I decided to reach out and call them. Whether Bella wanted to admit it or not, we would be home in nine days and we needed to know just how bad the shit storm was that we were walking in to.
"Hello?" The gruff voice answered.
"Charlie?" I asked.
What the hell was he doing answering my parent's phone. And at six am for that matter.
"Yeah, Edward?"
"Yes sir."
"Well! How the hell are you two?" He asked, his voice perking up some.
"Uh we're good. How are things there?"
"Um..." He fumbles.
And it hits me immediately that they can't be good.
"What was that?" I press.
"Not too good." Charlie concedes.
Okay next post Saturday May 7th! See ya then!
The tour guide was showing us another step in the extremely long process of making cheese but I just couldn't focus. All I could think about was my call home this morning while Bella was in the shower.
I hadn't heard from anyone in a few days and I wasn't too sure if that was a good or a bad thing. So I decided to reach out and call them. Whether Bella wanted to admit it or not, we would be home in nine days and we needed to know just how bad the shit storm was that we were walking in to.
"Hello?" The gruff voice answered.
"Charlie?" I asked.
What the hell was he doing answering my parent's phone. And at six am for that matter.
"Yeah, Edward?"
"Yes sir."
"Well! How the hell are you two?" He asked, his voice perking up some.
"Uh we're good. How are things there?"
"Um..." He fumbles.
And it hits me immediately that they can't be good.
"What was that?" I press.
"Not too good." Charlie concedes.
Okay next post Saturday May 7th! See ya then!
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