You mean Al Gore is SINGLE?!?!?!

Oh please.
There are enough single delusional bearded men
in the world (does he still have the beard?)
without adding another one to the mix.
Couldn't Tipper just keep a lid on it a little while longer?

We're home.
Home from the holiday weekend.
Home from the Vacation From the Stink.
Home, sweet home.
We had a nice time visiting with Lloyd Dobbler's parents.
I think a good time was had by all.
Lloyd's brother and his family
got to meet Baby J. We hadn't been down there since he was
born. We spent some time on the lakes down where they are.
You would think they are in the Land of 1,000 Lakes
...but that's not in Alabama.
They do, however, use Land O'Lakes butter.
I got to see my new (new to me) dining table and chairs
that were recently acquired. They will be coming to
live with us soon. Maybe in two weeks.
I should go tell the dining room not to despair.
It hasn't been forgotten.
Oh yeah---I also had a sore throat and headache for
the last three days which blossomed
into some general unpleasantness
for the trip home today.
And I hate the trip to their house and back.
I hate the roads.
I hate the scenery.
I hate it all.
I'm no fun on a car trip anyway.
And it always seems like it takes 147 hours
to get there or get home from there. They lived basically
the same distance away from us when they lived in Indiana,
but for some reason we loved that trip.
It never seemed that long.
We had this same place in the middle we always stopped at
to use the potty and sometimes get a snack.
And I loved where they used to live.
I really loved the church they went to.
Whenever Lloyd Dobbler has looked for
jobs out of state and thought about moving,
I always suggest this town,
his parents' former town.
I loved shopping there.
I miss it.
I would like to go there now....if I had a reason to.

I am such a crab right now.
Maybe I'm always a total crab when I feel bad.
Maybe I'm always a crab anyway, sick or not,
but I'm guessing I have to be pretty crabby for me to be
aware of it myself. But I know I am crabby right now.
I just feel like slapping somebody.
And nothing is wrong.
I just feel bad. And crabby.

But we're home.
I just wanted to tell you that.
And that Al Gore is going to be on the market again.
And did I mention that I'm crabby?
I am.

I am a total crab.