pepper-upper.

[pep-er-uhp-er]

noun, Informal.

  1. something, as a food, beverage, or pill, that provides a quick but temporary period of energy and alertness.
  2. something added to food to relieve blandness.
  3. an experience that increases enthusiasm or zeal, as a pep talk.

Sangria Kia was $511 to fix, even though Jeff at Firestone said, “We couldn’t find a thing wrong with it.” She needed two new tires and an oil change anyway, but the diagnostic codes came back blank. “Strange, very strange,” Jeff said over and over as he handed me the bill.

I have some kind of annoying sickness, maybe a sinus infection or perhaps an allergy attack and I’ve used an entire box of Vick’s lotion tissues. Yesterday on our drive to the Needles district of Canyonlands National Park, my ears popped about 300 times, not in a pleasant kind of way.

I have a cold sore that has scared young children. Seriously. I think one gasped and his mother comforted him.

I fell and hit my bum pretty hard on the trail today at 7am. I dropped my coffee. Luckily, the lid was super strong and I didn’t lose much and I will be writing the Wicked Brew a letter of gratitude.

Dwayne flew back to NC on Tuesday. We’re now taking the “just friends” route.

I was in need of a pepper-upper and there’s one person who I knew would come through with flying colors: Erica Grace McKinney Young. Her and her handsome husband, Bryson, planned to meet me out here for Spring Break and it’s been a highlight for sure. They swooped me up in their rental car and pepped that day up in no time.

We’ve been National Park hopping and have hiked over forty miles thus far. We sleep hard with sore muscles and wake up for sunrises that promises to delight. Every day she peps me up and we laugh like two third grade girls doing Cat’s Cradle for the first time. Her husband, Bryson, is the best sport of all. He leads us on the hikes and also drives, so we call him “Papa.” He’s never responded to this title, so we don’t know how he feels about it. He refers to us as his wives, since we are in Utah and all. We pack almond butter and banana sandwiches and hit the trails until the sun is too intense and we are utterly knackered. It’s been absolutely beautiful.

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They head back to NC tomorrow and I will hope Sangria Kia gets me safely to Estes Park, CO.

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One thought on “pepper-upper.”

  1. You sound like you were having one of Alexander’s Terrible, Horrible No Good Days. Thank goodness for pepper-uppers. Beautiful photos!!!!

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