So the big trip to the Midwest has changed. I tried. I really did. But somehow, making all the reservations and laying down all the cash for 14 nights in a hotel and round trip gas and boarding two dogs for two weeks (about $500!!!) and Marty missing work for two weeks and me taking two weeks of vacation and 42 breakfasts (3 people x 14 days) and 42 lunches and 42 dinners and snacks for 3 people for 14 days . . . argh! It was too much.
So, Spencer and I are flying out and I rented a Dodge Charger (it’s good enough for the cops on the Cape) and we’re doing the bowling tournament and flying back. No Midwest world tour. No visiting my college alma mater, Eastern Illinois University. No visiting my home town and seeing the house I grew up in. I hope my brother will find a way to visit us in Indianapolis because that means a lot to me and I’m not likely to make it to Joliet.
I’m relieved and now I am excited for Spencer to bowl like he’s got his bowling zen on.
Evolution Happens . . . 