There's no place like home.
There's no place like home.
Yesterday was the Fourth and we spent it just outside of Nashville, TN in Franklin with a good friend of Wes' that I had never met. He and his family were super nice and they had also invited over some other friends and we enjoyed getting to know them too. We grilled out and then had planned on going to see the fireworks. Due to some rain that was expected, the city decided to move up the fireworks by 30 minutes...but we didn't get the memo. So we missed them.
We headed into the last stretch of our trip today. The stretch home!
We've had a great time and made a lot of memories but I don't mind tellin' you that we're all glad to be home. I missed my dogs something fierce.
2,835...the number of miles driven.
240...the number of hours spent together.
50 bazillion...the number of puppy kisses when we got home.
10 day road trip with the fam...priceless!
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2 comments:
I love love love road trips, but love coming home, too.
I know you'll be tired and have tons of laundry, but it'll be totally worth it.
I have loved every second of you vaca...even though I didn't get to technically go. Which I still think you should of taken me as a tag-along. Just sayin'.
No place like home. Exactly. Until you have to do the laundry.
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