A bientot

In two hours we're off for my friend's wedding in the Finger Lakes region of New York state.

Whatever you do, stay off the highways. Because I will be driving. A Land Rover. In snow/wintry mix.

Not to imply that I'm a bad driver; I'm a good driver. But a nervous driver. (You: "No, you?? Never.") Especially when inclement weather approaches and I'll be driving something roughly the size of a Beluga whale.

But we replenished the toilet paper before leaving this time, so maybe the cat sitter won't USE IT ALL WITHOUT REPLACING IT again.

Pray for us around that, the driving, and the general sanity of our marriage. I won't even get into what a bowl full of bellyache my better half has been over this voyage. Just... no comment.