When our trip began, he announced that he wanted to stop at a Case tractor place and get a cap. It seems that Fiat owns Case, and since Fiat now owns Chrysler, we are all cousins of sorts. Well, we went by exactly one Case dealership, and it was closed. So much for the Case hat.
But have no fear because by then we were deeply into farm country and I decided that Checkered would look good as a Western man. After stopping at a few Tractor Supply stores, 12 Walmarts, and one Western wear shop, we got him outfitted.
Along the way, he picked up a Texas A&M cap in honor of our niece's boyfriend (how is that for a flimsy excuse?):
And in honor of our new-found love of Texas:
After a National Park Service ranger told us we couldn't wear both A&M and Longhorn caps (we had stop straddling the fence, you know), we opted for another hat altogether.I think that this hat from the U.S. Space and Rocket Center in Huntsville, Alabama looks like a Bill Murray hat, but that's okay because we LOVE Bill Murray.
By the time we arrived home, this was the head gear fashion:
12 comments:
Yeah...that would be like wearing a UVa and a Va Tech hat together...it can not be done. I live with a hat obsessed man as well. Currently into golfing hats...but, wherever we go...a new hat has to be purchased.
Ah, those Chrysler boys - they loooove their hats!
Both my hubby and son are "hat men". One owns a Red Sox hat (of course!) and one owns (and sometimes wears a Yankees hat. Yee Gads. How could it be?
Love your blog!
So funny....love the bill murray look too!
Love the hats.. but it seems as though he grew tired of them.. or did they grow tired of him? ;-9
I have a cap man, too, who could fill a closet. Too bad for both of us he doesn't have one.
Loved seeing the UT and A&M caps (my dad attended A&M)!
Lucy
That Bill Murray shot is priceless!
LOL. That last one is right up my alley...
hahaha, love those feet in the air. That would be something my daughters would do too. Your hubby´s a good sport for letting it! :)
I hope the kid didn't have sneaker feet...
I loved the long trips when I was a kid. It seems like sometimes we were ready to be home but after we'd get home we always would talk about this trip or that trip and what happened when we went here or there... Fun to share the memories for years to come.
Helen
There's nothing like a foot on your head to turn you into the Marlboro Man. He's one authentic cowboy.
Haha....I love the caps! Oh, goodness, they are a staple here around the farm. My husband wears one all day, everyday. It gives him the tell-tale pale forehead of a farmer.
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