Well, we're halfway home. Mom got us a room for the night in Tuscola, Illinois. We barely made it. Thank goodness they have 24hr check-in. We didn't get here until 3:15 am. We had planned to be here no later than 11pm. What happened? Oh, the Neon broke. Broke in a way the mechanic who worked on it had never seen before. We were set back, but grateful we weren't on the interstate.

Me, being the total girl that I am, when we passed through Montgomery I just HAD to stop and say goodbye to BJ one more time. The tearful goodbyes had taken place earlier yesterday morning, but just...one more moment. Because of my needed moment, we were in Montgomery, and not on our way to Birmingham. When the car broke, we were only a couple blocks away from where we needed to be.

The mechanic fixed it and fixed us. It took 3 hours, but we eventually made it back to the interstate, and now here we are. Because of our late start, I could barely keep my eyes open. I was so scared of falling asleep. I pulled over a few times to do jumping jacks, or something stupid like that, but... it didn't work. The air outside was cold, so every time I felt sleep tugging on my eyes, I would roll down the windows as fast as I could and blast myself with cold air. That worked for a little while.

Anyway, I was so close to falling asleep, and I needed help. So I called BJ. He kept me awake for the last agonizing 24 miles. We FINALLY made it. And I'm still tired. 10 more hours to go. ARGH!

So, anyway. Laura, thank you for your comments! I'm looking forward to seeing you this summer, too! And seeing your little baby boy! That's exciting. About BJ transferring schools, Huntingdon has somewhat...odd curriculum. Most students who transfer out of there run the risk of losing almost 50% of their credits. But, he actually does plan on moving to Minnesota in about a year at the latest. At least that's what he's said.

His family of course says that would hurt them, destroy them, it's not fair...but I did it, right? My family felt the same way. His family wants me to eventually move down there again, but unless BJ and I are married, I think I have to stay a northerner.

Well, that's all for now. Time to hit the road again! Let's hope the road doesn't hit me back this time.

G'night! I mean morning... boy, it feels like it's time for bed. BYE!

ME!

Oh, one more thing. THANK GOD NO MORE OH-POOH-LIKA! Opelika is ancient history, never to be seen again!