The words of a 15 year old son who, I think, really enjoyed our five day exploration of "bachelorhood".
Those words were spoken just after midnight on this Saturday 7/14 as I announced that the ladies had arrived. They drove home tonight rather than tomorrow, and, so long as they were careful and safe, that was fine by me. I missed them! :)
Oh, Robbie did, too----but you never admit that at age 15.
You wake up in the Mirage Hotel in Las Vegas, and go to sleep in your own bed in Glen Allen, Virginia. Whoa. That's basically an entire swing of the pendulum.
Unless she thinks I'm some sort of freak, wifey won't see the things she probably saw last night. :)
Lots of pictures to see; lots of stories to tell. And that's what happened here while they were gone! Just kidding.
It's great to have them home. Now, Robbie and I need to start planning for our big vacation; a whirlwind tour to every Stuckey's we can find.
Looks like an eastern swing to Disputanta (cool! We'll visit friends!), down to Franklin, then over to Chesapeake, then US-58 to Emporia, and back home.
Casinos vs. Stuckeys Bathrooms
Exquisite Gourmet Food vs. really good Coca-Cola
Dancing Girls vs Madge, the cashier (doesn't every cashier at Stuckey's pass for a Madge?)
Big Variety Shows vs Pecan Logs
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I really don't think there's any comparison, and we fully expect to develop a cult following for Stuckey's Tour 2007. Hope to see you there!
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