
Then on the way to work yesterday (when I was running a little late - moi?), I was stuck behind someone going 25 in a 35 zone. And changing lanes without the benefit of a turn indicator (around here, that's considered giving secrets to the enemy).
Later, I was rushing again (because I took too long in the store and was

At the end of the day, I was driving home during a hail storm, so I was one of those slow pokes - but I think I had a better excuse than moronism.
I know you thought you were safe but not here is the dreaded "What I did on my summer vacation" essay. I figured I could titled my post with something else and sneak it in here! (See how devious I can be?)

Last Tuesday, I flew out to MN and spent the night at my friends house in the southern part of the state. I stayed with her and her family, which includes very well behaved cats - 'Look they are on the kitchen counter, they have never done that before! Bad cat!' (Apparently if you say this you can make your guests believe they are very well trained and have never been on the kitchen counter before!)
We then drove up to the northern part of the state and stayed at a friend's cabin on a lake. It had a local flying chipmunk and a family of baby ducks. I caught them in

We saw lots of farm land. I mean LOTS of farm land. Lots of corn and soybeans I think. Also, a few million cows and some horses as well. We did some shopping but we also went to Lake Itasca which is the headwaters of the Mississippi.
After a few days up north, we returned down south and hung out at my friend's house for a few days. We watched movies, ate yummy food, and otherwise didn't do a lot else. It was what a vacation was supposed to be.

In my pile of mail at home, I was greeted by my credit card bill for my plane tickets - welcome back!!!
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