Vicky's right about losing weight from laughter this trip. We've only all been in the same room for maybe 20 minutes and have been cackling over EVERYTHING!
And my fucking CAR broke like a mile from her fucking house! And, of course, because it's Memorial Day weekend, it took FOREVER to get a tow. And they can't even look at it until Tuesday.
Didn't I say something about NOT waking up and leaving at 5:30? I didn't look at a clock until after I was out of the shower. Wouldn't you know it, it said 5:30.
*head desk*
No, I'm not leaving now... In about an hour, I think. That will let me beat Nashville rush hour. Which is always a good thing.