We arrived in Bristow around 3:00, an easy ride of just under seven hours (350 miles) and we were lucky to have pretty good weather, no snow, no sleet, no rain but it's coming supposedly. They are predicting a severe storm for a good part of the states but it looks like Virginia may just be on the edge and get freeing rain and ice, not snow. We will have to see. The girls got home around 3:45, happy to see us, and we played around with them until dinner time. We had spicy glazed chicken thighs, a new recipe for Jill and it was really tasty, as you put a thick syrup like sauce over them to give them a great flavor.
I just put Halle down and, as usual, she is quite a talker at this time. When you tell her a story, she interrupts half the time and talks about things that the story suggests, how it reminds her of something from her life. Tonight, instead of a bad boy story, I told her about how I loved to go to Mr. Goudy's farm, drive his truck, row on his pond, and hear the crazy stories he told about his neighbors, like the guy who smoked in bed and burned his house down. I am sure they were all apocphral but I believed them all. And, of course, that's where the idea of the treasure began, as Ella, his wife, would bring it out just as we were to leave and we got to choose something. It was a great memory. While I took care of Halle, Evie and Jill went out to return a bed covering we got at Costco and wanted to return.
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