Yesterday we drove from Chicago to Louisville. It isn’t that far and Stacie wanted to look at my hand and neck. I’m heading over there in a few minutes.
I woke up today with a head cold. I heard the stewardess say that everyone flying recently has been sick and what do you know, I’m a little sick.
It snowed most of the way down on the drive. There is only a dusting of snow here, but they say that the town shuts down because no one can drive worth a darn when it is snowy. I guess I’ll see pretty soon.
I saw that it was over 90 degrees where I was riding last week. Now it is around 20 here. Pretty crazy temperature change.
Tucker has been a great traveller. He pretty much sleeps, but sometime wanders around the van. He is going to have already been in 6 states by the time we’re home tonight, so only 42 more to go. I doubt he’ll check those off as fast as the first 6.
Okay, I need to get going. Stacie has surgery later this morning and is squeezing me in.