The olympics also begin this evening. I can't put my finger on it exactly - but I'm just not that excited about the games this time around. Maybe it's just the lack of commercial exposure I've had in the last nearly six weeks, being away from television and the internet. I'm just not hyped about it perhaps.
So what am I doing on this monumental date??? I'm trapped in a minivan, stuffed to the gills with junque necessary for life away from home, with my three cherubs, my darling husband, and our quiet little mutt snoring softly in my lap.
I send you these greetings from I-44 west, mile marker 10.8. They make it easy for you to let the tow truck know where you are here - marking every two tenths of a mile. Missouri's tax dollars at work...
With any luck, I'll be in my own bed by 3 a.m. (or so)