Made a trip to Granny's house again.
The reason, Aunt Neta's funeral, wasn't the greatest, but it was a nice trip.
Actually, it was only a nice trip when we weren't driving.
I got REALLY car sick -- I even asked Kelly to pull over at one point and push me out of the truck, it would have been nicer to have just died on the side of the road.
And then on the drive home Eugene got sick and vomited all over himself. So that made for a nice smell the rest of the four hour drive home.
There is still a TON of snow, but it was a lot warmer than I expected.
It truly is a beautiful place, even more so with all the snow covering the ground.
And here's my cute Granny with The Bear. The Bear is just so mild-mannered, she let anyone hold her. (Although once she realized in the car that I wasn't her mom she freaked out and screamed for about an hour straight. It was fantastic!)
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