I went to a redneck wine tasting and all I got was this car full of my Star Trek collectables

I went to my mom's this weekend to attend her and soon-to-be fake!daddy's couples' bridal shower, a wine tasting at one of her co-worker's houses. The trip by car took us 7-ish hours each way and wow, does that kind of suck. It also makes me feel like for 2 days my life ceased to exist while the rest of the world kept rotating.

Jason had never been to Central Oregon before so we went to Lava Lands and saw all the lava fields. He was very impressed with the outdoors when it was daylight and he could actually see them. He'll definitely be bringing his rock climbing gear when we go to the wedding in August. We also went to the tiny downtown area and got ice cream and comics.

So the couples' bridal shower definitely turned out to be a redneck wine tasting. Most of the wine (bring your own bottle) was horrific and there was my "special" veggie burger. Because what goes better with wine than hot dogs and hamburgers?

We made it back safely to Seattle and I'm only just realizing what a time warp small town Oregon does on me.