A nice drive

As I've said before, I hate weekends. I got through this Saturday by spending the day with my son and his family (who wouldn't have fun with a little grandson sitting on your lap asking why your hair is white and if the little bump on your neck is your belly button). Anyway, Sunday came along and I thought I would go to Salem to get some Starbucks coffee. When I got closer to Salem I thought why not go to Albany to get it. So I drove to Albany and got coffee and got back on the freeway headed South. I didn't know where I was going I just felt like driving. It was a nice drive; when I stopped for the night I was in Chico, California. Monday, I came home on back roads and stayed off the freeway. I got home at 6:00 Monday night. What a nice drive!! Oh, I had just sold the pickup to my son; he is taking possession at the end of the month. So, don't tell him I put 1065 miles on his pickup.