Friday, July 11, 2008
We're leaving, not on a jet plane
...and we do know when we'll be back again. Probably Tuesday afternoon. Oh Babe -- do you mind if we call you Babe? -- we love to go.
It’s off once again to Alabama to help our daughter with the young’uns (that would be nine-year-old Sawyer and seven-year-old Sam) because she has some major dental work scheduled for Monday. She is also scheduled to host her neighborhood’s monthly Bunko game on Monday evening. Don’t know how that’s all going to play out (pun intended), but it should be interesting to behold.
So this morning we will take Jethro to his favorite doggie dude ranch, where he gets to play with some 150-lb. Greater Swiss Mountain dogs for the next few days (and from what Frank and Rose S. tell us, he has a blast). Then we’ll pack the trusty old Camry (220,000 miles and counting) and head out for parts west. Don’t know if we’ll be blogging from there, but we’ll definitely be on the lookout for any stray banjos.