Whenever my dear brother comes back here, I hear, ‘Ooo, I’m so excited! Bodos, Raising Canes, Spudnuts, Ronda’s pretzels…ooo.’ Very little is said about being thrilled to hang out with his cool sister and brother-in-law. We somehow manage being backseat to food.
This morning, we continued tradition by getting up, thankfully not at five like last time, and toodling into town to Spudnuts.
‘Wow. I’m just a miracle worker when I’m in the Forrester.’
And then, as he’s poking in the fast lane, ‘Hey, yell at that guy going past to buy fresh buy local.’ (bumper sticker on the back).
After more commentary, we arrived.
Now I’ll let Dave take it away.
So I guess I’m ok with just going along for the drive…in the backseat.