Aren't you proud of me that I can spell Mississippi? What I'm most proud of is that now I know how much this state was damaged by the hurricane last year. It's a very overlooked fact.
But right now I still have the rental van to turn in and I won't tell you how long it's been since I washed my hair. Give me a day's grace and I'll have something more intelligible to say tomorrow morning.
We had a great time. Everything went well until the last three hours when Insterstate 20 stopped dead. It was one of those wrecks that involved a eighteen-wheeler, a tanker truck and a camper and a fire. We were sitting on the freeway long enough that people got out to walk their dogs and grab a smoke. We went to the other car in our caravan and traded off trail mix then Ila went to the car behind us and offered him some. Turned out he was chewing tobacco and had to decline. He did offer Ila some chew, which I thought was nice. Traffic jams are what you make them.
I'll be back tommorow. Watch this space.