Going Home

All good things must end...we hit the road early Saturday morning...2 long days of driving through the most "gosh forsaken" land...Grant insisted on taking the rest of the family to the Big Texan for lunch...there was actually a guy (happened to be Mormon:) trying to eat the 72oz. steak! That's the big deal...if you eat it, then it's free. If not, you pay...the guy ate all but 7oz....he barfed towards the end too. So glad I was done eating when that happened. We also stopped at the buried cars in the middle of nowhere Texas...after being gone for 15 nights...I was so happy to be back in my own bed:)