Easter Weekend

So as I write I am completely avoiding packing.  Which of course needs to be done by tonight so we can get on the road in the morning.  I, what was I thinking, decided I would tell my mom that I would pick Zoe up at the kennel for her tomorrow.  It's the right thing to do, but it means that we have a strict timeline to follow.  Let St. Christopher lead the way and help us with no traffic on our six hour journey.

At least it isn't a three hour tour.  Gilligan and the Skipper aren't in charge though.  We should be okay right?  Jay and I know this trip like the back of our hands.  I can't even count how many times we have done it together or separately.  

Now back to Zoe.  The poor thing had to be left at the kennel since Monday because Mom, Dean, and Molly were all off having a wonderful time in Las Vegas.  That's why I just had to offer to pick her up tomorrow instead of letting her stay until Saturday.  She's 13 and shouldn't have to deal with all of the stupid barking dogs.  I can just see how she must be reacting.  Actually she's probably telling the other dogs they don't know anything because they haven't been around as long as her and probably won't either.  I love that darn dog.

So hopefully the trip goes well and everybody is happy to see everybody.

Oh, by the way, Jay bought NIN tickets for the end of May.  WOO HOO!!!!!