March 10, 2007

White Dog wants to know why the drive home always seems twice as long as the drive to anyplace. We took extra time at one of the colleges and stopped for fabled In and Out Burgers so we were late leaving Phoenix. Stopping only for walks (or necessity breaks), road food and gasoline, it was still nearly 10 pm when we crawled out of the car: satisfied with our fact finding success; exhausted by the weekend's pace; miffed at Christine's latest misadventures; glad we called earlier to wish Mary a happy birthday; really ready for bed...and very glad to be home.