"MOVE 'em Out !

"Get along, lil' doagies"

"Forward....HO !"

Just brushing up on my Texas language skills before heading toward The Lone Star State.

Good thing I'm so linguistically talented.

Of course, the three boys were down, dressed and eating breakfast, before I even got out of the shower.

We should go on a long trip every day, ha, ha (said the slightly deranged woman, with toothpicks holding up her eyelids)

Amazingly, despite going to bed early, I didn't have any trouble falling asleep. There's nothing like good clean living and being driven off your feet all day, to give a boost to the ol' somnolence.

As I was checking the cooler to see if I had all of the 1000 cookies required for admittance to the reunion, Ethan kept asking me random questions from across the room, like: "Is it over a 1000 miles to Texas?"

(count the mile markers, baby. count the mile markers)

I think we are all ready.

The young lads are milling around the kitchen, waiting for Loren to finish eating his nutritious breakfast of cold cereal, testing their manhood by hoisting their overladen backpacks upon their...backs.

Trevor's weighs around 25 pounds and is half as tall as he is.

Now I know who can carry my extra chocolate, if need be.

Must be off. Loren is planning to shut down my laptop soon....OOooo, that reminds me...I have to transfer a picture over to my "C" drive...

(Ugh, is that a sore throat and sniffle coming on?)

See y'all later, in Texas!
 

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