Okay so it was a long day working today on the house. And after we were all done we went to my mom’s house to chow down on some Thai food and watch some travel channel. Bill flipped it to a program about the Colorado river (to which I constantly yelled at the TV, lies, all LIES!). In between these outbursts Bj and I were reminiscing about our 10,548 mile trip around the United States, in which we crossed the Colorado no less than five times. They mentioned Glen Canyon Dam and Bj was all, "Oh hey, that’s right where we swam." I was like, "Ya, well, but actually behind the dam." "No," Bj said, "In front of the dam." "I’m sorry sweetie, but I think you’re going mental, it was behind the dam." "Do you want to bet?" "Yes I do, I’ll bet you a hundred bucks." Bj: "wait, let me think about this, yes, I’m right, okay I’ll bed you $100." {we shake on it} Bj: "Honey I can’t take your money." "That’s okay babe," I said, "I can take yours." Then I got to thinking, hey, I took a million pictures on that trip, and wasn’t one of me in front of the dam, (where I got Cadillac Desert, incidentally and the
Game over. Memory keepers please note, there are never enough pictures, just think if I had skipped out on this photo opportunity!