Trip to the country

While I was slogging away at a translation that absolutely HAD to be done by Monday and could absolutely NOT be given to me any sooner than Friday night, Mrs. Ottawacker drove the trusty Hyundai up the highway to see her dad in Sundridge, taking the plum of our loins with her.

It's a journey - especially after a full week of work, but he's 95 and the chances might no longer come as frequently as we would like. Besides, it gives Ottawacker Jr. the opportunity to do what he likes best: driving tractors. Whether this is a suitable activity for an 8-year-old boy or not is a moot point.

Only wish I could have gone.