About 2 weeks ago, I went to charleston to deliver 3 little puppies. Ive never been, but have 2 favorite books (Charleston & On Leaving Charleston) that have always made me want to go. In fact, because of the books, my male child's name will be Tradd. Being able to go was amazing for me, and I had a blast, even though we only stayed a few hours. I did fervently pray that it would NOT rain in charleston. It rained ALLLLLLLL the way TO charleston, hard, ridiculous down pours with hydroplaning and sheets of water, and it rained all the way HOME from charleston, but nary a drop fell on us INSIDE Charleston! I saw Tradd St, had an excellent dinner @ Sticky Fingers, walked around downtown a little bit, spent time at the water and tooks lots of pictures! SOO HAPPY!! Little Angus of course travelled with his momma and I got some adorable pictures of him :).
Cincinatti was basically torture. I was in a bad mood, and my travelling companion was moody and whiny. He griped and moaned about my driving for 16 hours. By the time we hit NC again, I was ready to shoot him, and spent a good amount of time entertaining myself by changing the lyrics of "Goodbye Earl" to include his name and different ways of offing him. Then, laughed hysterically, which woke him up. I was picking up a dog in Cinci. I drove 8 hours to get her. I was mislead and misinformed. Next week, Im returning her. Nice huh?? You win some, you lose some. Atleast it didnt rain on us!
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