THE WHITE VAN

Yesterday, Ak and I went up the mountain to Boulder Creek. A friend of ours who used to live out here was back for a visit before heading to Bangkok today. He will eventually end his travels in Laos where he is trying to purchase a house. He's been back in VA for a year, caring for his mother.

It was great to see him! Unfortunately, his mom is in pretty bad shape, but he has done everything possible to make her comfortable. He's just like we are - an only child born late to older parents. We traded war stories on care facilities and doctors, and I gave him big props for going back and taking care of his mom - we concluded that we do this because of the way we were raised back East :)

Anyway, as we were heading down the mountain home late last night, we ended up behind a van. It was totally white, and looked as if it had been an ambulance at one time because it still had the lights on top, and looked to have some medical stuff in the back windows. It just didn't have any markings on it at all. Then, the van pulled into a turn off to let us pass - all we saw was a big white arm out of the driver window motioning us to go around. At the same time, we both said "OMG - that's the Dexter van! He's out looking for meat!" So we laughed at first, but then Ak says that the van is right behind us! I told Ak to drive faster so he couldn't read our license plate...I figured our killer could do a little research and come and kill us in a few days. Finally, we got off the mountain road and onto 17...as we were merging on to the highway, Ak says that the van was behind us again on the on ramp! We then took off like a shot as Ak hit the pedal to put lots of distance between us, and we were giggling like school girls. We talked about him having stretchers in the back with vistims duct-taped to them. We finally got to our exit and were waiting at the light...we both turned our heads to the left to view the highway we just got off, and right then the white van cruised on by....hopefully Dexter had picked another car to chase for meat!

All this made us realize that 1. we have very active imaginations, fed by 2. too much TV, and 3. too many Stephen King books.

HAPPY LABOR DAY WEEKEND, PEEPS!