Well friends, first of all, I’m over the top overwhelmed at the support you’ve been showing Cindy! Just speechless. And so is the family. So on behalf of all of us, I’d like to thank-you ever so much!
I haven’t really heard much updating today yet but I do know she’s still on chemo, so that means something is still going right. YES!! As for keeping up with her, I along with two of Cindy’s dear friends created the idea of firing up a public Facebook Group to continue to offer her support.
Click HERE to peek in Think Pink and join if you desire! We’d love to have you.
So… back to the road trip. You may remember before I head down south some of my humidity ramblings. This lil west coast Canadian is made out of wax so the humidity rumours FREAKED. ME. OUT.
… video in this post …
I didn’t want to feel sick or have to crawl under junk tables gasping for air and vacant mud puddles for relief. I studied pictures of real southern people standing up with smiles, wondering how they did that out there. Were they faking normal or what?
Upon the advice of so many, I kept running back out to shop for humidity’s finest. I picked up athletic gear like I was some kinda athlete or something.
Did you know there’s socks that don’t allow your feet to sweat?! Neither did I. But I picked up those too. And more.
But at the end of the day, I had to get out there and see for myself what all the fuss was about.
And here’s how it all went down…
In a nutshell? I did NOT melt! Whoop!! And I wanna go back for more. So what does that tell you?
I’m sure I survived due to all that $$$$ wacky athletic gear. RIGHT?!?!?
all road trip updates are HERE
Disclosure: I was not compensated for this trip nor this writeup. GMC and OnStar sponsored our travel expenses only. My opinions are my own.
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