My family and I were blessed by the opportunity to take a three-day road trip this past week. Schedules were tight, and the days were full, but we had so much fun! It was a real blessing. Here are a few things I learned on our journey:
1) My sister is totally awesome when it comes to driving through major city traffic in the dark during a torrential downpour.
2) If you want to eat supper at Cracker Barrel and pass 900 locations on the way TO your destination, when you turn around to come back, you will pass only one. If you don’t stop (which we didn’t), you will drive on endlessly searching for one and not find it 🙂
3) When you finally give up searching for a Cracker Barrel and stop at Denny’s, you will have an amazing time choosing menu items from their brand new Hobbit menu (in honor of the movie).
4) I could definitely learn to get used to a Southern accent.
5) Ohio, Kentucky, Tennessee, and Mississippi are home to some very considerate drivers who were patient with the out-of-staters not sure what lane they needed to be in on multiple occasions.
6) When exhaustion threatens to overtake sleepy drivers, there is nothing like hot chocolate chip cookies from McDonald’s to perk them up.
7) I have the best family ever 🙂
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On WriteBonnieRose.com, I added FIVE new printable worksheets, remembering the horseshoe manufacturing machine patent, the birthday of Billy Sunday, the formation of the NHL, the anniversary of the Nuremberg war trials, and the birthday of Sultan Qaboos bin Said of Oman.
“In John 6 something finally dawns on the disciples in the middle of their night. Here was not only the God of the very storm they were in, but it was the Friend whom they loved coming near and offering freedom from earthly fear. He says to us the same as He said to them, ‘It is I – do not be afraid.’ He said it in the middle of their stormy night, and He says it in the middle of your stormy night.” by Deborah Wuehler.