So, we missed the wedding.
We left around six on friday night, drove for an hour, ate dinner at cracker barrel, drove in the blizzard for another thirty minutes (which was almost more than I could handle) before we decided to stop for the night in SEYMOUR. We bought matching wal-mart bathing suits and swam with mumbling ginger Jonathan for awhile, before he decided to go work out.
We woke up in the morning to 8 inches of snow, but we still tried to make it further down the road.
We failed.
We did, however, succeed in escaping a collision by a matter of inches.
No exaggeration.
AND- if there is ever any discrepancy with your travelocity purchase and you need to speak with customer service in clear english, I wish you luck.
The rest of the weekend was great. Hung out with Jackson & Mia & Eli, laughed at nasty tasting jelly beans, and shaved a beard off.
- SIDE NOTE: Any type of stalking is not cute. Full blown obsession or just "curiosity" does not suit anyone well. You really end up looking like a fool. It's a crazy place, this internet.
&the four seasons according to Jackson Jones are:
Potassium
Judges
Winter
Snow
