Georgia on My Mind

We're in Georgia--I think. Actually, we may have hit Florida by now. We stopped at a gas station to take a dump. This was our first dump for the motorhome and boy was that fun. The connection came loose and **** splattered in an EPA nightmarish situation. Thankfully, my hubby thinks fast and a repeat of the Exxon Valdeez was averted by flipping off the valve. We hosed down the stench and laughed for a while. Thankfully, the propane fill-up wasn't a similar experience.

Then my hubby decided that he would follow in his father's footsteps and get out the bucket of soapy water and wash down the front of the motorhome--and both sides--and the back...and the golf cart on the trailer we're pulling. Yep, we're sparkling clean.