She doesn’t fall asleep in the car. She laughs at all my jokes. She tells me I’m bee-yootiful. She goes along with my wild goose chase to find a Starbucks. And she buys me breakfast when all I have is change. What more could I ask for in a road trip buddy?
Along the way…
She also is willing to stop on the side of the road on a very narrow shoulder, on a very windy morning, so I can take pictures of her.
We had another photoshoot, Vegas-style, all polished and ready to go out on the town. But these ones blew me away (whoops… no pun intended).
You are gorgeous, Steve. 
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