Rolled in to Chattanooga on schedule. First thing on the “To Do” List was head to Panera’s for a Frontega Pannini sandwich and one of their yummy mochas. Dang! Why can’t Wilmington have one of these?
Well, the first thing we did was to see the new mama-to-be. My little girl is, like, well, pregnant. Seriously so! She’s learning the meaning of stretch marks! 🙂
The word “Ikea” is being thrown around. Could it be that we’re going to experience that again?
Surely you’ve heard the old joke:
Roy had a brand new pair of shoes. He goes to visit his friend. Being polite, he removed his shoes and leaves them at the door. While visiting with his friend, the friend’s cat discovers Roys new shoes, likes the smell and proceeds to chew them up. Roy goes ballistic. The friend, feeling very bad, has a dilemma: he has two cats. One of the cats enters the room at that moment. The friend then asks: Pardon me Roy, is that the cat that chewed your new shoes?
Repeat that punch line to the tune of the Chattanooga Choo Choo and substitute these lyrics: Pardon me, boy, is that the Chatanooga Choo-Choo?
Yeah I know. Really corny. But there is a point to this corn… I’m on my way to the Choo Choo town to see my daughter and son-in-law. Every time I go back I think of the song and having lived there for over a year back in the 70’s, I kinda like it. Especially when I think of Roy’s shoes being chewed up by that cat!
This is a treat for us. We don’t get away much and a couple of days on the road and lounging with the offspring will be nice. We made a journey out west to Seattle to see the eldest daughter back in February and really enjoyed it. If only we could get a trip in to see the son in Iraq.
By the way, the Chattanooga Choo Choo is one of those songs that once you get it in your head, it is hard to get it out. And, when you think of Roy’s problem with his new shoes being chewed, it is virtually impossible.