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With the holidays here, we have had to put a halt to searching for Christie Wilson. Now i’m ready to get back out and start looking again.
Before ‘Cita and I head out to our next location we usually stop and get a coffee. A few hours into the hunt and we are starving to death and about 15 miles from nowhere on backroads.
Being the experts on how NOT to search for missing people we have decided to replan our strategy.
It started with getting a REAL map. We bought 3 in hopes that one of them will have the area we are looking for. None of them have the roads we travel though.
We also realized that we couldn’t tell you which direction we were going if the sun were setting and there was moss on every single tree. We have actually thought of getting a GPS system, but the compass was SO much cheaper.
We also found that all that walking was causing this strange sensation in our legs and arms. Pain. We added water and aspirin to the list.
‘Cita decided it was time to get some gloves for searching. There is only so many times that you want to hear the other one yell, “Don’t Touch!” and after the stuff we found last time, I WANT to be wearing gloves!
She stopped at the candy section on the way out of the store and grabbed some Red Vines for snacking. I’m not a big ‘candy’ eater, but the pack of bite sized Chick-o-Sticks looked good.
We got out on the road and I see her eating a Red Vine.
“Cita, can you get me one of those Chick-o-Sticks?”
With a disgusted look she pulls out my bite sized candy and smells it. “Hmm.”
“What?” I ask.
“I just don’t understand why anyone would eat one of these.”
“They are good, you just don’t like peanut butter so you wouldn’t like it.”
“Peanut Butter? You mean it doesn’t taste like Chicken?”
I laughed for about 5 miles while she read the bag. “Peanut butter and Coconut? Why in the world would someone put the word ‘CHICK’ in there and expect us to think it WOULDN’T taste like chicken??”
“Do your Red Vines taste like leaves?”
“F*** You!”
“Awww, you’re like my Cuban Jessica Simpson.”