East Texas Road Trip

My husband plays the piano and organ at church. It's really wonderful for me and for others to enjoy his talents. The only problem is that he's never had any formal training to play the organ and kind of wings it when he deals with the footboard. He found a bargain on a retro organ on the far side of our very large state and decided buy it. Today he took me on a road trip across the state of Texas to pick it up. We spent the entire day from 9 am to nearly 11 pm in the car and left the kids behind to fend for themselves. It was actually quite a nice day and now he's up past midnight playing hymns on the new organ.

The funny thing is the bargain organ has cost us much more than it's actual pricetag. You see, there was the U-Haul trailer rental, the hitch to put on the Pathfinder be able to PULL the trailer, not to mention gas at $3 a gallon. Fortunately, he'll now be able to get some practice in and really figure out those foot pedals since he can practice at home. It doesn't exactly go with my decor, but I am willing to lower my standards for the sake of learning--for a short while.

One exciting part of the road trip was when Kelly was changing lanes into the oncoming traffic to go around an old pickup truck, improperly loaded with too much hay--secured only by an old tire and some bags of a mystery item--and just as I was about to be a backseat driver/nagging wife to urge him to get back in our own lane, a bale of hay came flying off into the path where we had JUST been. So, Kelly was the hero instead of the "bad husband driver" with lack of good judgment, and I cheered for him instead.

For entertainment, I read several articles to him while he drove and it was the most time we've spent together all week.

Here's my American Express ad for the evening.

Driving to Longview, Texas, to procure a used musical instrument: $200.
Renting a 5 x 8 U-Haul trailer to transfer said item: $20.
Installing a hitch to PULL a trailer to the Piney Woods region: $294.
Spending the entire day with my cute and talented husband: PRICELESS!

Comments

Heidi said…

O can totally relate, having spent over 30 hours in the car with my hubby this week. Glad you guys had a good time and that is really cool your husband has that musical talent.

August 06, 2006 9:34 AM

Anonymous said…

LOL, yes - I can relate too. You guys are such a cute couple. I'm glad you got to spend that time together.

August 06, 2006 9:51 PM

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