5.1.20 Dinner and Dead Presidents @ Keystone, SD

Out of the truck after 9 hours, finally among trees in Black Hills National Forest. Reminds me of Tahoe in some ways, or the winding roads down to Sedona. There were lots of hours with no trees… so here we are now: love the green, love the horizon… love the camp vibe as we veered off course a little to stay closer to the National Parks and change up the “off highway hotel for a night” vibe.

On an insightful note, I’m thinking about why people have to have reasons for things. More on that later…

Here’s a fun story. So, when I was packing I grabbed odds and ends from my nightstand: stamps, notecards, some pens, a moleskin whatever anyway there was this notecard I remembered buying either because it was cool or for somebody in particular and I threw it in my backpack. I just kind of figured I may use it when catching up on correspondence on the road…

Flash forward to last night. I take a shower at our hotel in St. Joseph’s and did complete self care: eyebrows, rosehip oil, Vaseline, eye cream, face cream, lotion, lavender, stretching, hot tea. I was intentional about packing a little road bag of all my favorite essentials for le bod and towards the end of our albeit short drive, I remembered my bag of goodies and started getting psyched for me time.

When David asked for toothpaste, I pointed him to my mobile spa and realized I was sending him to a travel bottle of sugary crest toothpaste; a far cry from his favorite Sensodyne. Then I realized I didn’t have Listerine though I had meant to find a travel bottle to pour some into when packing up the house. He didn’t seem disappointed, but I just really wanted these things for him – as they are staples.

At some point today, I went into a gas station and thought “hey – find Listerine”. Grabbed that and low and behold a tube of Sensodyne and tucked it into my suitcase in the back of the truck. I decided it would be a sweet thing to leave on the sink when he went in for his shower. #almostnewlyweds

Long story, medium: tonight we went to Mt Rushmore after checking into the Lodge. It was perfectly grey and vacant thanks to Covid and it being off season. We had a short “cross those guys off our bucket list” trip and the weather and the day caught up with me and I started getting super tired. Wanted to get fresh and comfortable and lay my head on him. He went and grabbed our food and some local beer while I got Maddox settled and showered.

So, get this! I went to my backpack to grab a blank notecard (I packed a stack of blue cards I got in Santa Monica in 2018) to write a love note to put with the toothpaste and mouthwash and saw that notecard aforementioned… what was that from?

I picked it up and took it out of its wrapper. “Ohhhh yeahhhhhhh” – I bought it in San Fran last June. I wrote on it, started a diary of thoughts for David.

My goal was to write to him the whole time I was in Tahoe with my cousin. Little snippets in Sacramento by the pool. But I didn’t. There the card was – so cool and stylish with gold embossed “I’m all sorts of in love with you” and my handwriting on the back, one line:

6/21/2019: “laying my head on you feels like both an anchor and a compass”, I wrote to him.

So, tonight, I wrote another couple lines, filling the back of the card. Completely tickled how this card was meant to fill up and give him on our first road trip and here I am, blindly ending up with it and able to give it on our second: in a town similar in vibe, in a moment where all I want is to bury into him in the exact sentiment of 6/21/2019.

I’m looking forward to looking up the number of days in this full circle and seeing if there is any meaning. I would take a picture of the note (the stationary really is pretty) but he is the kind of guy who stashes personal notes and I have no idea where it is :) #hesawesome

At Dairy Twist waiting for kids’ grub
I saw Mt Rushmore today, that’s fun
Got this great pic of David and Kids (Aria on left, Maddox and Kara)
Adult Picnic


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