VISITING THE MISTRESS

Yesterday afternoon, She Who Must Be Obeyed and I piled into the Vehicle d'Elisson and headed down to Savannah to spend a weekend with the Mistress of Sarcasm. The nominal reason was to see an exhibition of a few of the SCAD Metals and Jewelry students' work at one of the local galleries - but we didn't need too much prodding.

We crammed everything we needed into one single (small) suitcase. That's counting an extra two pairs of shoes for SWMBO. Damn, but that woman knows how to pack! Why, some of our friends would have needed to rent a U-Haul to carry all of their crap...before they got religion from SWMBO, that is. Heh.

The drive down from the north side of Atlanta, normally a four hour and fifteen minute affair, took over six hours. Sheer hell, at least until we were halfway to Macon. It wasn't the usual obnoxious Friday afternoon traffic, of course - it was Good Friday, and almost every single car heading south on I-75 was from some upper-midwestern state or another.

Ohio. Michigan. Illinois. Indiana. Minnesota. South freakin' Dakota!

We speculated that most of these damyanks would stay on 75 while we peeled off to the east on I-16 - and we were right. Good thing, too, because another two hours of struggling with that horde of Smacked Asses might have been too much.

How stupid must you be to ride shotgun in a minivan with your feet on the dash? We saw a few people doing this, and it makes me wonder. What happens if the airbag goes off? Does it simply break your legs or does it snap you in half like a stale Zagnut bar? I'm just askin'...

Anyway, we arrived in the City of the Hanging Crap on the Trees a little after ten. The Mistress was feeling a mite puny, so we made it an early night.

Driving around Savannah today, it occurred to us that this may be the first time we've come down at the exact right time to catch the azaleas and dogwoods in bloom. That's a nice enough time in Atlanta, but here, with the Spanish moss hanging on everything, it's downright...ethereal. I'll post pictures when we get back.

Tonight: Loafing and watching DVD's!