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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Monday, August 01, 2011

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ Travel Tales Part 12

Totally ridiculous fun we had on our trip. Planking is a new, goofy fad that I hadn't heard about til my Fail-Blog-fan son mentioned it at our first camping spot.

Here Rob, Toad-Boy and Mrs. Toad-Boy demonstrate in two states.


Unfortunately I was so busy snapping pics and laughing that I didn't plank.


Anonymous said...

It looks like they are humping rocks. More explanation needed please.

Kelly Klepfer said...

Planking is basically doing "The Plank" as in yoga or pilates as in push up. And "they" as in crazy kids... take a picture of a plank pose in odd places. Toad-Boy told me some guy planked on a balcony and fell off and, well, it was his last plank ever. Purpose? Absolutely nothing except a few laughs, but we had been traveling in a tight little car and had loads of togetherness so maybe we were all just punchy.