Welcome to every rest stop you've ever been to

Friends, I know you know what I'm talking about.  You are on a road trip.  You stop to use the potty.  And as you wait in the line, you marvel at the strange grouping of, um, things, that are for sale in the gas station.  I decided to snap a few pics for you (using Hannah's camera; thanks sis).  First up, the slippers.

(source:  a very nice gas station somewhere between Tacoma and Richland Washington)

Bandanna slippers, as Keri called them.  My husband said he would totally wear them.  Gag.  

Next, a little further along the line (which, incidentally, you can see in the far left of this shot.  Gotta love a good gas station line), I spotted this doll.

(um, same place, about two feet further on)

Is she sporting the Protector Hood?  Ha ha, no, she's wearing mosquito netting.  With her glasses on top.  What shall we name this dolly?  Gypsy Marge?  Freedom Fest Flo?  Lover of Freedom and all things bug-proof?  Hippy Hilda?  So many choices.  

Tomorrow I'll tell you about the display case on the way out.  How I love America.