A little more than 2 weeks ago Tom and I loaded everything but the kitchen sink into the Family Funster and hit the road. It must be noted that we left at the unholy hour of 3:30 am, so we could get over most of northeastern Colorado and Nebraska before the summer heat and thunderstorms hit. This was no small trip:

• Six states
• Both sets of grandparents
• A stay on a farm in Amish country
• A business trip for Tom
• A convention for me
• A fishing trip for the boys
• The Bristol Renaissance Faire
• A tour of the Army base where my brother is stationed
• A trip to the mecca known as IKEA, and I actually got to buy stuff!
• Dim Sum in Chicago’s Chinatown
• Family/cousin photos for the boys

We got home yesterday afternoon to a two-foot stack of mail, the six loads of laundry I couldn’t get done in Chicago, a lawn in desperate need of mowing, and two parents who would rather gouge their eyes out with rusty spoons than hear, “Hey Mom? I’ hunry!” one.more.frackin’.time.

It was a good trip, but I ain’t doing that again in the near future. It’s good to be home.

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