Some days start earlier than others...
I managed to crawl out of the sack at 4:15 this AM to provide chauffeur service to GTR Airport for two missionaries. Dear Wifey and #1 son Cam are headed to Quimistan, Honduras for ten days with a group primarily from FPC. In fact, they should be well into the first day's actvities as I write this. If they're reading my stuff - BIG SHOUT OUT FROM HOME!!
I'm not exactly sure how this ten day family mini-separation will work out. Wifey and I have not been apart this long ever since we married back in the days of Disco. Cam is the family world traveler, so him being gone is pretty much a regular occurence. Of course, DDM (Darling Daughter Meredith) stayed in country to take care of good ole Dad - although here on the first night she's at the movies w/ friends and I'm eating a Stromboli's sub and watching "Raymond" reruns on TBS. Party boy.
The sub was actually my second pick for dinner. I went first to Quizno's for the healthier option of a Black-n-Bleu salad - an amazing creation with steak bits and bleu cheese crumbles (plus salad, of course). They were out of steak. Also out of roast beef. The server chick offered to substitute ham, but Pork-n-Bleu didn't seem edible. So I passed and went across the street to Stromboli's instead. There I opted for my usual meatball sub - easily the best in StarkVegas. Haven't eaten one in quite a while and it seemed like a good pick for the evening, even if it was a second pick.
Predictably, I'll fill up and then pass out with the TV blaring - but as I mentioned earlier, it has been a long day, y'all.