The kids returned safely yesterday. After two weeks of nearly complete silence I picked BMO up early in the morning and Erin in the late afternoon. Both times I timed my arrival perfectly and didn't have to wait for hours on end in the airport. It must have just been a good day of flying weather across the USA.
They both looked tired from all the flying but no worse for the wear.
Remember... Life's journey is not to arrive at the grave safely in a well preserved body- but rather to skid in sideways, totally worn out, shouting "holy s***...what a ride!" ----->Don't let your tombstone read: Died at 30- Buried at 80.
Monday, July 28, 2008
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