The Occasional Occurence

Whew. We are two-thirds of the way to our new home. We are camping out in South Charleston, Ohio tonight. Not really camping; we are staying with my mother-in-law and brother-in-law. The drive went great, but packing up took longer than expected (as we should have expected). We had a 3-vehicle convoy. All three vehicles had a little short-range radio, so we kept each other entertained. From John singing "love" songs to Curtis yelling "chicken-butt", a good time was had by all.

Ok, abrubt ending.

cw