Cilantro Lime Corn on the Cob & Life on the Road

I wish I could say that I’ve been on a tropical island for the past two weeks.

Sandy Beaches, Refreshing Fruit Drinks, Smell of the Ocean Air, Sun Tanning, and a side of Bradley Cooper spraying me down with oil.

But, the only sand I've seen would be that from the passenger window of my car. And I wouldn't call it sand, I'd call it the last place I want to be.

Also, The only "refreshing" drinks I've been sippin' have been the water from gas stations, most likely pumped from the hose in Sleevless Marky Mullets back yard barn...

The smell of sweet ocean Air was traded for an unpleasant meal choice from Hubby of beans which, if you know how the song goes, it truly is a magical fruit..and the more you eat, the more you..

Unfortunately musical flatulent beans isn't the only thing being heard, because you can always count on a mouse dressed and dancing as the funky chicken to calm a restless baby.

Da na na na na na na ONLY 5 more hours!!

And I've yet to been wiped down with oil from the Brad man, but I've done plenty of wiping my self...of hineys…I promise not the Hubby’s though. He ate Beans. That’s a job for Sleevless Marky Mullets hose.

Then there is this precious angle.

You know what too many hours of driving does to a child..

Ask Satan, he'll tell you.

Actually, I can't complain. Despite the fact that she's been through alot over the past two weeks, she's only had a few tantrums and minor blowouts...

Blowouts of all kind, might I add.

So all together we have driven over 30 hours.

30 hours of Elmo’s world

30 hours of Hubby’s Beans.

30 hours of Gas Station Bathrooms.

30 hours of Cheerios eaten off the car floor due to starvation.

30 hours of Wheels on the Bus and Peekaboo

30 hours of Hubby’s Beans, did I say that already, which I am pretty sure had something to do with the “food poisoning” I got for 10 of those driving hours.

Speaking of which, if you find a tan purse with writing, “I love Organic” on the side of the freeway in Arizona…Don’t open it.

But as hard as the driving was, it was harder to know the reason for the driving. We said our final goodbyes to my grandpa, and buried him in Utah, where he wanted to be buried. The ceremony was perfect, and it was so great to see the Veterans put on a special ceremony for him.

More importantly I thought of all my bloggy friends whose kind and supportive words stood behind me :)

Now, I wish I could say the driving was all over, and at this very moment I am sitting on my couch with a box of chocolates catching up on Bachelorette, Housewives, and Paula Dean…

It ain't happenin'.

I’ve got 3 more days till I’m home. We did a final stop at the Lake for a quick family vacation, which means..

3 more days of Beans…

3 more days of, “Elmo loves his goldfish and his crayon too.”

3 more days of still not knowing what happens on the Bachelorette!

And as I was looking out my car window, seeing shrubs,(and I swear I saw Justin Bieber), I couldn't help but think of the fair. I'm not sure if it was Marky Mullet who reminded me, or the fact that every bathroom, just like the fair, at gas stations have Chester the Molester's name written all over them...But I couldn't get one thing off my mind.

The corn.

I remember it hot off the grill, so warm and sweet and crunchy..I wanted.

No more beans..No more hose water...No more stale cheerios...

So the first thing I did when we got to our vacation spot...

Cilantro Lime Corn on the Cob

Ingredients:

Cilantro Lime Butter

Ingredients:

1/3 C. Non Dairy Butter or Organic Butter (room temp..not too cold) OR 1/3 C. Coconut Butter (Ragnhild from Vegan Aphrodite tried coconut butter and she said it worked great!!)

1 bunch cilantro, (no stems-I just rip the top part off)

zest of one lime

juice of half a lime

dash of sea salt