We are driving through
Well, I think the best bet right now is to start where we last left off. Profound, I know. After
On July 5 we headed down to
Pretty spicy dreams, eh? Anyway. The picture speaks for itself, but I must tell you the best part of the whole washing experience was, when the dryer finished, there was this lullaby like melody that sounded - not the abrasive dying goat/duck bleat that usually transpires. So, I looked at Jayson, with stars in my eyes, while petting the machines and asked him if I could have these when we move back. Pretty please?
On Friday, the 9th, we headed in to
I am very conscience of the fact that I am not doing any sort of reflecting in this blog. It’s more like a laundry list of our whereabouts. Other than a few moments here and there, we have been all people, all the time. Which is absolutely marvelous and I wouldn’t want to change it. But the all people, all the time thing, does lead me to little reflection, therefore, in this blog there will be no deep thinking allowed.
So, in six hours we are to arrive at my Grandma’s for an overnight stay. We will take her house from a sweet Sunday afternoon drive to the European Autobahn in about two seconds. Six more hours of peace Grandma, soak it up.