On Our Way Home

Blue sky—clealy NOT taken in perennially rainy Pittsburgh

And NOW Jen and I are at the Pittsburgh airport waiting to board for the flight home. Yesterday's visit with Daddy was fabulous, more mellow than usual but awesome. Sadly, Helen and fam got a late start so weren't able to make our lunch party. We def missed them but the old man, Jen and I had a good time nonetheless.

On the road back to Pittsburgh, we took a magical wrong turn. As luck would have it, the route still got us to our destination and took just ten minutes longer. The bestest part is that 422 versus 22 took us through rolling hills, dotted with farms, small, quaint towns, forests (autumn colors leaf peeping!) and NO big box, christianist, mega churches which are always conveniently located near porn dispensers such as Adult World and Live Girls Live!

I only mention it but the name Adult World puts in mind mortgages, 40+ hour work weeks, furnaces dying in the middle of winter and there are no other adults around to deal with it, 60 minute crawling commutes and diapers (not the David Vitter sort).

More babbling after your weary travelers are back in Cat Heaven AKA Valhalla.