My last road trip involved a fabulous bird strike on my part where a beautiful pheasant suddenly became feathers flying through the air, showering themselves upon the unsuspecting SUV behind me.
Let's hope that doesn't happen again. I still have a feather stuck in my car frame - but that's mostly because I haven't washed my car since. That'll happen after this trip.
This one should be a lot of fun: Guthrie, Sarah & Eric, Debbie, Keith, massages, lunches, ordination, and a little time with the Mall of Death out of necessity.
I can't wait!
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