We're hitting the road tomorrow morning at 4 AM. It's an awful time to have to wake up, but I had the bright idea to try to miss Salt Lake City traffic by leaving at the buttcrack of dawn. I'm not a rocket surgeon. (a sort of malapropism I stole out of the comics today, but I like it) If you don't get the joke, send me a comment and I'll offer a lengthy convoluted explanation. I promise.
I'll try to blog while exploring both the coast, while practicing the art of creating family harmony. It's a lot like drinking beer while practicing yoga. Harmony is easy if everyone wants to be copacetic about it. Dude.
I'll try to blog while exploring both the coast, while practicing the art of creating family harmony. It's a lot like drinking beer while practicing yoga. Harmony is easy if everyone wants to be copacetic about it. Dude.
I want to get this for Meghan's baby shower.
Does that make me a bad person?
Of course not.
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