Ahh...an "out of towner" as we like to call it. I always jump at the opportunity to travel with Eric in taking a funeral service out of town. Two reasons: I love long drives..and..I love funerals. Crazy, I know, but obviously I married the right guy. What I love about funerals is this, the people watching is spectacular, and I get to learn about someone I would have otherwise never known about...and on this trip to Blanding, I learned about Greta. She was a spunky woman, and endured many things, including being a breast cancer survivor. This family didn't pretend she was perfect and I appreciated their honesty. I can now cross Blanding off my list of places to see, and we did see everything...in about 10 minutes. Yes..I have stayed in the Super 8 (which I'm pretty sure at one time was a crime scene) and tried to shop at a clothing store (yup..forgot to pack a shirt) where one does not exist, and last but not least, tried to shop at the grocery store for things forgotten, however, the only store in town closed at 9:00. Yup, Blanding is done...it was a beautiful drive and now.. I wait patiently for the next "out of towner" =)
