Thanks for all the birthday wishes. I settled into my wee mum’s Prius, and sailed north, stopping at just two Starbucks, and the Czech Stop, although, still no interest in pickled pigs feet.
No lines at the airport until the plane was late. The freeway traffic started in Bell County – famous for many things – and the traffic was bumper to bumper until Hillsboro – famous for a bogus Willie bust.
Yeah, don’t ask me. I don’t partake. But i think it should be legal.
Many thanks for all them birthday wishes.