In which Ida discusses driving to Idaho for Thanksgiving and their Dad's 60th birthday.
Ida: So, Dad says it's fine if we drive straight through and get there at 2 or 3 in the morning.
Bro: Uhhhh, you can't leave until late?
Ida: No, we can leave around 11am; I just have to teach first.
Bro: You have to work?
Ida: Yes. But then we can leave. It's a long drive, but there're four drivers.
Bro: When is it? Saturday?
Ida: No. It's on Thursday...Thanksgiving is always on a Thursday.
Bro: Wait, what's always on the 25th? Christmas?
Ida: ... ... ... So, we need to leave on Wednesday.
Bro: Man, that's a long drive.
Ida: It won't be so bad--we'll stop for food and to stretch our legs and it'll be fine.
Bro: Oh, I'm not stopping.
A few hours earlier...
Ida: I'm looking forward to driving the bio-diesel.
Dad: Yeah, don't let him drive the whole way.
FIN
Posted by Ida at November 16, 2006 09:59 AM