Bimontennial Celebration!

So, we’ve been on the road for just a little over two months now…

We’ve hiked, biked, kayaked, and swam (swimmed? swum?) pickle-balled, and had the pleasure of dropping in on  some family and friends. (Waving to family and friends!) We’ve seen God’s majestic handiwork stretching from Carolina to Dakota and down to Florida’s best kept secret. (Shhh…. if I told ya, I’d  have to kill ya…) 20141024_123539

So, how have we adjusted to our new digs while living large? Well, let’s start by squashing that particular misnomer. Truth is, we’re living small… Very small… 400 sq. ft. small.

We’ve perfected the Rocky Kitchen Shuffle. (A new dance including varying degrees of scooting, bending and ducking from random cabinet swings, as well as the occasional thump ‘n bump.)

Tandem teeth cleaning is nightly battle for the sink–loser gets hallway. (And ample time to slurp back a mouthful of minty foam.)

Dragging dirty laundry past a host of inquiring RV’s (before counting out stacks of quarters) has become one of my favorite weekly pastimes.

And, although Honey-Jayne is designated trailer chef, Benj holds his own in KP duty as well. Both herald dishpan hands as God’s witness. Speaking of cooking… Good News Report: After living sans oven and utilizing the BBQ to grill pizzas, bake cookies/biscuits, the microwave for baked taters/squash, and crockpot for brownies, our oven is once again operational!  Woo-hoo! (Thanks,  Wanda!) Turns out it was user error. (Don’t even….)


We’ve made the acquaintance of gaggles of fabulous, friendly, folks as well as being blessed to worship with hundreds of new brothers and sisters in the Lord (from a myriad of denominations).

As a matter of fact, outside of our jumping and jiving St. Louie Baptist Church experience, last Sunday’s Church may just qualify as the most unique thus far. Right off the dunes of the  Navarre beach… (oops… I think i just told you Florida’s best kept secret! Dang!)

20141026_090320Anyway, from the pulpit of a pimped out trailer, in the beach parking lot, Pastor John and his scream’n guitar led us through a rock’n worship and then the salty air of the Gulf reverberated his message for anyone with ears to hear. It was sunny. Breezy.  (Maybe a little cheesy?) But done in the name of the Lord and for the purpose of the kingdom..

I give it two (or one giant) thumbs up!




So, while brainstorming over ways to celebrate this bimontennial, we thought it might be fun to field some of the questions posed to us along the way. Here goes….



  • So… are you tired of this little charade yet?  HONEY-JAYNE: Nah, definitely not! But I do enjoy perusing the local real estate ads when we stop for more than a few days.  (I had to whisper that because when I talk real estate, a strange moaning sound usually erupts from nearby….)  BENJ: Charade?  Am I in a charade?  I’m having fun and enjoying life on the road.  This is the “new” normal…and it’s challenging just like the “old” normal was.  The only difference is I’m being challenged in FLORIDA!   Woot woot!
  • How long do you plan to continue traveling?  HONEY JAYNE: Until I can convince Benj to buy this awesome condo I just found here in Florida. BENJ: I’m eager to fulfill the 1-year plan (and prepare for the 2nd year!)…I have a desire to be in Maine by August 2015 (I guess I have a secret desire to chow down on a fresh, reasonably priced lobster).  But I’m sure that will get cold quickly and we’ll want to scurry down south come Sept 1, 2015.
  • Alright, truthfully… are you sick of each other? HONEY-JAYNE: Benj is a pretty quiet, low-maintenance guy. As long as I keep his belly filled, he’s very amiable. And seriously, dragging him around on my silly adventures is a hoot! Getting him out of his recliner, however, can prove a little difficult. All in all, he’s my BFF, so it’s like a forever sleepover party! BENJ: I am so blessed to have my trailer partner!  I will not get sick of her this month, this year, or in the millenia to come!
  • Where to next? HONEY-JAYNE: If I told ya, I’d have to kill ya. 😉 BENJ: I plan on moving about 2-feet to my left and give my wife a peck on the cheek.  I’m told I have some really sweet moves 😉
  • Oh… you two are maddenly cute. Seriously. What cringe-worthy deed(s) have transpired in the last two months? HONEY-JAYNE; Okay… I’ll fess up first. It was just yesterday as a matter of fact. I was sitting at my computer  minding my own business. I looked to my right and noticed Benj was missing. “Hmmm,” I thought, and then continued on with more pressing matters. Next thing I know Benj rattles into the trailer, hoisting our power-washer overhead. I froze. “Now, Honey-Jayne,” he said, “I’m gonna need your help for about ten minutes.” I remained frozen for another blink and then slowly nodded my head. “You see,” Benj continued, “I’m gonna shoot some high power water down the toilet, and I want you to go watch the clear waste tube outside.” I swallowed hard and shut my eyes. “Just holler when you see any large packages float by.”  I did it, folks. I did it out of love. (and that’s all I’m going to say about that.) BENJ:Watching my wife inadvertently try to crush our cute (and brand new) wind chime.  I’ll let her elaborate if she so desires. (Honey-jayne: No comment.)
    Well, that’s all folks! Stay tuned for more adventures of Benj and Honey-Jayne, the traveling gypsy nerds!
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Land of the Brave(s), home of the (nightmarish) freeways.

And just a little east (and a smidge north) of the big city, lies Stone Mountain Park where rolling hills dappled in the greens and golds of early autumn surround a pristine lake… and the big Stone Mountain.


Now mind you, this stop had its fill of rainy days and business obligations, yet Benj and Honey-Jayne still managed to hike this bad boy.. twice! 20141015_181630

The stone trail leading to the 1800 foot summit IMAG0428is a mile-long trek filled with rock-hops 20141015_174726 and plenty of super-steep, oxygen-robbers. IMAG0425

And beneath our feet, as we climbed, were hundreds of really cool etchings, lovingly crafted by those who had gone before us. 20141015_174754

Oh yea… 20141015_175132 and a few tree trunks littered with…. (A-B-C) gum chunks!

Besides the fact Atlanta marked the last stop before our final Panhandle destination, this southern city brought to us some anticipated excitement (as well as a few bonus highs!)

Anticipated…  Back to the Future Trading User’s ConferenceBTTFT, a group of tireless marketing and trading geniuses, are responsible for bringing Benj’s brilliant software into the lives of only the most fortunate of day-traders. By now, I ‘m sure you’ll agree with me that Benj is all that and a bag of chips, folks. However, I fear the world may missed-out on The Flux had the guys at BTTFT not come along and raised the banner. This year’s BTTFT Atlanta User Conference knocked it out of the park!

Shout out to the boys at BTTFT!!

And guess what? Even Honey-Jayne was met with a little business surprise when informed of an invitation to a local Atlanta T.V. talk show.  So on our last day, I yukked it up with the gals at WATC-TV.(Show airs 10/28 @ 4:30 p.m.  For those of you who aren’t in the metro Atlanta area, just click here on the 28th and watch online!)

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Did I mention, Atlanta was our last top before our final Panhandle destination?



We made it…20141018_182518

We see Tennessee!

Woo-hoo, Nashville!

grandoleopry… the pride of Tennessee.

Okay, confession-time, folks. Honey-Jayne is not a fan of guided tours… of any kind. As a matter of fact, if a venue includes a gift shop, I will find most likely find it offensive. (Butterfly house excluded…). And so, I have this to say about the Grand Ol’ Opry:

“zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz….” (Sorry, Blake… I know you tried.)

See the gal in the picture with Ben here? The only reason she’s smiling is because… well, she’s standing on stage getting her picture taken. Yes, I know. I’m a big, ol’, fat, baby. Whatever.

Benj, on the other hand, really digs tours. He hammed it up with Minnie Pearl,20141001_163311

pondered life in the father of the Opry’s (Roy Acuff) dressing room, benopry

and can probably recite for you all of the interesting tid-bits shared by our very enthusiastic tour guide. (Go ahead… drop him an email.)

Of course, whilst in the ville of Nash, we headed down to “The District” for Boots & BBQ, which put a shiny smile back on my face. 20141001_184803(and, thanks for the hug, plastic Elvis!)

Unfortunately, when Benj saw the price tag on Mama’s boots, I believe he lost his giddy Opry buzz. Luckily, I spied an ice-cream shop across the way, and after plying him sweet treats, everyone was happy again. Nashville? I’m giving you a seven out of ten.

So, then we choo-choo’d a little further south, and… I love Chattanooga!

This quaint river-town, nestled in the foothills of the Smokies is just too cute!

It boasts:

A 24-mile (round trip) river walk (which I prefer to think of as my personal bike path). Beginning in the heart of the city, it winds through some cheeky neighborhoods, moves out past UTC, through well-manicured parks, and keeps on trailing all the way to the damn (and they are working on expanding it even more.) 20141004_133639

We also happened upon the city during a blue grass festival! (Chattanooga, you get extra credit for that one.)

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They have a wonderful art district, old buildings, new buildings, hipster cafés, and plenty of gluten-free fare, including a cupcakery that won my heart. (Click on the gluten-free-chocolate-cake, peanut butter frosting deliciousness for info!) 20141005_143049

Oh, and, look… from way up here on Lookout Mountain I can see seven states! 20141007_174045 (Unfortunately, they aren’t outlined in black…I guess I just have to trust….. sigh)

Two Rocky updates:

1) Spices are finally organized! 20141006_170205

2) Trailer Pudd’n

Now, before y’all go thinking this involves another stinky-slinky, let me clarify…

Because I can’t house an enormous supply of groceries in my cozy home, I often find myself running out of this and that. Needless to say, when cooking, I’ve been employing a ton of mad creative-cooking skills of late. (Credit for such skills given to Chopped and my Mama.)

Yet, God love, him, over a mish-mosh breakfast the other day, Benj insisted, “Honey-Jayne, this breakfast is so good, you should share the recipe on our blog.”

“Hmmm. What should I call it?”

Benj sat up tall and without missing a beat, declared, “trailer pudd’n!”

So… well, here it is…. Trailer Pudd’n

Whisk together four eggs, 1/4 cup sugar, 1/2 cup coconut milk, and three hard shakes of cinnamon.

Rip apart two leftover gluten-free hotdog buns.

Chop up whatever dried fruit you have in the snack drawer (mine was three apricots.)

Shake out the dregs of the pecans from the dilapidated ziplock baggie.

Butter a glass 8×8″ dish, and toss in the hot dog buns, nuts, and fruit. Then pour the egg mixture over your dry stuff.  (I mushed it around a little, too)

Microwave on power-level-7 for five minutes. Then, microwave on full power for an additional five minutes.  (an oven would probably work great at this step, but mine was out of order…)

Cut into squares and drizzle with butter-syrup (recipe below).

Butter syrup: Mix together some leftover syrup with a dollop of mountain butter and microwave until you hear the butter pop in the microwave.

  trailerpuddinYou’re welcome.