Our adventure started in Payson, AZ where I suggested we stop by the visitor's center and see what was going on in the area. They had a whole list of small town stuff going on that weekend, so we turned our trip into a smorgasbord of small town fun!
First stop? The Arizona State High School Rodeo Championships!!!
I didn't even know such a thing existed! Of course, there were no "big city" schools involved, so that was a pretty small venue and our stop lasted maybe 5 minutes. All we saw was barrel racing... and it was cowgirls, not cowboys, so it didn't hold my interest very long.
But hey, at least we could say we've been to a state championship rodeo!
Next Stop? Strawberry, AZ for none other than a... yep, strawberry festival!We stayed a little bit longer here because we parked far away from the main event and then walked through all the little booths at the festival.
There honestly wasn't as much strawberry paraphernalia as I would have hoped for at festival dedicated to one of my favorite fruits. BUT they did have funnel cakes and Steven had never had one before. So I treated him to one.
I think he's now a fan. Who wouldn't be??
And that was Strawberry, AZ.
Ok, next stop? The Tonto Natural Bridge.
There honestly wasn't as much strawberry paraphernalia as I would have hoped for at festival dedicated to one of my favorite fruits. BUT they did have funnel cakes and Steven had never had one before. So I treated him to one.
I think he's now a fan. Who wouldn't be??And that was Strawberry, AZ.
Ok, next stop? The Tonto Natural Bridge.
I've been here before, at least twice. But Steven never had and I thought he might enjoy it. He totally did! It's basically a bridge made by mother nature that you can hike under and around. If you want more of a scientific explanation, click on the link above.
So after we took that cute picture of us, this gust of wind picked up and blew a bunch of crap into my eyes. At first it didn't seem like a big deal... I thought, I'll just close my eyes and they'll do their job to throw the buggers out. But that wasn't quite working and I was pretty annoyed. So we (no wait, I) tried flushing it out with (I'm sure) some very clean river water.
Of course Steven was close by to document... But I think all that did was successfully wipe the make-up off of one eyeball. A good look for anyone, I'm sure.
So, I won't say anymore about the eyeball until the very end of this post (so skip ahead if you can't handle the suspense...) but I'll just say that it was an absolute annoyance ALL DAY LONG. I don't know what the crap blew into my eyeball, but they were not friends and I felt the brunt of it!
Ok, after the hike, we had a little picnic lunch in the picnic area. Now, bless Steven's heart, he wanted to totally take care of this day, so he packed us a picnic lunch. So, we had dry ham sandwiches (he forgot mayo and mustard) with massacred thick tomatoe slices (he forgot a knife... well, a sharp one. He had a butter knife).
Nice effort, but next time... involve the woman. She feeds you well for a reason...
So after we took that cute picture of us, this gust of wind picked up and blew a bunch of crap into my eyes. At first it didn't seem like a big deal... I thought, I'll just close my eyes and they'll do their job to throw the buggers out. But that wasn't quite working and I was pretty annoyed. So we (no wait, I) tried flushing it out with (I'm sure) some very clean river water.
Of course Steven was close by to document... But I think all that did was successfully wipe the make-up off of one eyeball. A good look for anyone, I'm sure.
So, I won't say anymore about the eyeball until the very end of this post (so skip ahead if you can't handle the suspense...) but I'll just say that it was an absolute annoyance ALL DAY LONG. I don't know what the crap blew into my eyeball, but they were not friends and I felt the brunt of it!Ok, after the hike, we had a little picnic lunch in the picnic area. Now, bless Steven's heart, he wanted to totally take care of this day, so he packed us a picnic lunch. So, we had dry ham sandwiches (he forgot mayo and mustard) with massacred thick tomatoe slices (he forgot a knife... well, a sharp one. He had a butter knife).
Nice effort, but next time... involve the woman. She feeds you well for a reason...Moving on... next stop? The Mogollon Rim, our original destination.
So all we did here was look at some really pretty views whilst sitting on the edge of the Arizona universe. Oh, and I froze my tail off! The wind was wicked cold and, well, I'm a wimp!
Also at the Rim, we drove out to Woodscross Lake and had a look around at all the beauty. Steven found his place to chill. Wherever that happens to be, a chill place is a good place to be.
On the way home (somewhere, I don't remember where...), we found this lovely sign:
So are the cabaret girls heffers? We didn't go in to find out. Sorry.
And that was our day. So, remember my eyeball problems? Yeah, by the time we got home, my eyeball had completely freaked out. I had Wendy take a picture of me in all my patheticness.
I actually went to a friend's birthday party looking like this! I put a pirate patch over my eye to begin with just to be funny, but even the patch irriatated it. After trying almost everything, we finally put an ice pack on my eye and it calmed it down and sealed it shut for me to fall asleep. The next day it didn't hurt and just looked like a lazy eye. I don't know what happened, but it's all better now!
So, as I sat down to write this blog, I wasn't quite sure what to title it. I decided on "Just One Last Time..." because I wanted to blog about mine and Steven's one last time on a good date. I promised that I would provide relationship updates for better or for worse. Steven and I are now officially broken up (as of July 8th). It's a break-up that has, unfortunately, been a long time in the making. I never know what to say about break-ups... I guess it doesn't really matter. In the end, things obviously weren't working. The end.
I also tried to take cute pictures of us, and this is what I got:
So I tried to punish him with this:
but the silly man liked it. Weirdo.
He cooperated later...
So I tried to punish him with this:
but the silly man liked it. Weirdo.He cooperated later...
Also at the Rim, we drove out to Woodscross Lake and had a look around at all the beauty. Steven found his place to chill. Wherever that happens to be, a chill place is a good place to be.
On the way home (somewhere, I don't remember where...), we found this lovely sign:
So are the cabaret girls heffers? We didn't go in to find out. Sorry.And that was our day. So, remember my eyeball problems? Yeah, by the time we got home, my eyeball had completely freaked out. I had Wendy take a picture of me in all my patheticness.
I actually went to a friend's birthday party looking like this! I put a pirate patch over my eye to begin with just to be funny, but even the patch irriatated it. After trying almost everything, we finally put an ice pack on my eye and it calmed it down and sealed it shut for me to fall asleep. The next day it didn't hurt and just looked like a lazy eye. I don't know what happened, but it's all better now!So, as I sat down to write this blog, I wasn't quite sure what to title it. I decided on "Just One Last Time..." because I wanted to blog about mine and Steven's one last time on a good date. I promised that I would provide relationship updates for better or for worse. Steven and I are now officially broken up (as of July 8th). It's a break-up that has, unfortunately, been a long time in the making. I never know what to say about break-ups... I guess it doesn't really matter. In the end, things obviously weren't working. The end.
