Driving 101

This past weekend I have found out what it feels like to be a truck driver. Friday, Daddy and I drove to Roanoke for me to write an essay and a short interivew for Dental Hygiene; Saturday Mama, Carrie, Will and I drove to South Carolina for a combined shower for two of my cousins and Sunday Dad and Mama drove to North Carolina; I didn't want to stay home all evening by myself so they dropped me by Rob and Carrie's. To say the least, by last night all of us were haggard and road weary.

On Friday, Dad and I rode through Pulaski. He took me to see the church he pastored, the house where they brought me home and othe sights. (What stories a house could tell if it could only talk!) A cat stuck his head through a curtain while we were admiring the house. The town reminded me of Andy Griffth (yeah, maybe I'm a fan of the show). :)

Will was quite the trooper riding for 7 hours in one day. I snapped this picture of him when we had stopped for one of his feedings. He was handsome in his khaki pants and polo shirt.