I'm being punished for my optimism. We are all driving to Ohio to spend Thanksgiving with my family. When I say we, I mean me and Steve and all four kids and my mother in law...in my formerly pristine truck.
This tortuous drive will be rewarded with multiple turkeys and hams, acres of mashed potatoes and an ocean of gravy. I plan on immersing myself in pie making tomorrow morning where I hope to achieve a Zen-like sense of peace.
I am blogging in a moving vehicle, but even the advancements of technology are not enough to make this stupid drive any easier.
