We don’t usually travel far for Thanksgiving or Christmas. We tend to stay near home those holidays, and prefer to travel and visit relatives in the weekends between. This year, however, Caleb got to thinking that it had been a while since we saw grandpa Cal up in Minnesota. So, we decided to invite ourselves to Thanksgiving up in the great frozen northlands. Within the hour, we’ll be road tripping it up I-35 towards that vast, inhospitable, uninhabited tundra. Which means, I won’t be here. But you should be used to that by now!

But don’t worry! Once I’m back online, I promise to rant unforgivingly about whatever crosses my mind. Until then, enjoy your turkey day! And try to limit yourself to only two pumpkin pies this year, ‘kay?