Go West, young man!

Or young Athena... or not so young Athena...

So, I'm preparing for a roadtrip at the end of the month, heading west to Phoenix to watch Wrestlemania with the boy bestie, Hermes.  We'll discuss my bizarre interest in Wrestlemania in another post.  Typically, I would fly to any city over an 8 hour drive, but this trip is REALLY important to Hermes, and he has this whole Into the Wild mentality about it.  So the plan was for me to meet up with him in his city, drive 2 days out to Phoenix, do the Wrestlemania thing, and drive 2 days back.  Did I mention that Hermes forgets that I'm not a dude?  Fortunately, I've altered the plan a bit by scheduling a business trip in El Paso leading up to the big weekend, so I am skipping 1 day of the drive out.

I'm actually pretty excited for this road trip... I've been having visions of a very Thelma & Louise drive through the southwest.  Ok, minus the "murdering a man, fleeing the police, and driving off a cliff" part. UNFORTUNATELY, minus the "having sex with Brad Pitt in a Wild Turkey induced fit".  But JUST IN CASE that opportunity presents itself and we run into Brad Pitt's real-life counterpart, I'm definitely Thelma.  Hermes can be Louise.  Did I mention that I forget that Hermes IS a dude?  I kinda pissed him off last night when I told him of my Thelma & Louise visions, told him he was Louise and that I wanted to be able to listen to Pink and Indigo Girls on the drive out there. He laid down the hammer (pitched a girly fit) so I decided to tell him it was a big joke and that I can't wait to dial up the testosterone to 11 for this man-trip. I do wish we had a convertible for the drive, though.

In reality, I've decided to handle this the best way I know how... subtely manipulate the situation and get what I want (sorry, Hermes).   SO, I'm so super excited and REALLY want to buy a cowboy hat for the drive out... I also want to pick up turquoise jewelry while I'm out there.  Preferably from a flea market or a Native American street vendor  I want it to feel authentic, even if its made in China, they just need to lie to me. I may even get a pair of cowboy boots... and am stocking up on mini-bottles of Wild Turkey.