Last night, Carol, Vivian, Kirby (the miniature daschund) and I loaded up in Carol's SUV and headed out of Texas. About 10 hours later we picked Mom up from Karen's driveway in Topeka, Kansas, and rolled on to Nebraska. Vivian gave Mom the cold shoulder for the first 10 minutes. But then it was all good.
How many of those darn movies did they make, anyway?
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