And We're Off

In the very near future, two girls, one mother, and one father will set out in two cars, one minivan, and one U-haul for the two-and-a-half hour trek to St. Paul.

I, of course, will be behind the wheel of the van, Bessie.

If you see our caravan on the Minnesota highways, wave! And for the love of all things holy, do NOT try to get between me and the rest of the cars; I don't know where I'm going!!

Internet will be sporadic until after the holiday unless a) we are blessed with an industrious installer of cables and wires (dubious), or b) I go into withdrawal so severe that the 'rents have to take me to a coffee shop with WiFi (exceedingly likely). If you need me before then, ring the (malfunctioning and soon to be replaced) mobile, 'kay?

And a very happy first day of college to Tom, wonderful person that he is. I wish you all the things I wish for my brother, only not quite as sappily, because you're way tougher than Ian.