Mudding - May 6, 2010 -

My sister brought over some furniture from a friend for the older girls’ room. Unfortunately she brought it over in a down pour. Her van was not able to tow the trailer up my mud-puddle-ridden dirt road so we opted to remove one of the seats in my van and transfer the furniture using my high clearance van. After a few trips I safely returned her to the paved road where her minivan and trailer had been parked. I had left all the kids home so I was alone this last drive to the house down the 3/4 of a mile dirt road. So…the crazy in me couldn’t resist the big puddles and mud. I drove fast enjoying the sound of the rain pouring down, the feeling of the back of my van sliding in the mud and knowing that my family van was going to look like I had fun with mud flying all the way up the sides of the vehicle. I even on a whim decided to go for the “big” puddle. Oh…a girl with the heart of a four wheel drive truck has no business in a twelve passenger van in the rain.

I walked home the last half mile.

I even lost a shoe further down the road in another puddle.

By the time I changed clothes and called to get towed out, the rain had eased up and most of the water was sucked up by the thirsty sugar sand we call a road. I wish I had my camera when I first got stuck to better show the size of the puddles but you’ll get the idea.

I laughed hard…and know I will do it again.