So, I jumped into my pick-up...
(dang, which one is mine again???)
...and headed for the little palace I call "home."
Then I thought I'd head out to the nearest restaurant for a bite.
(This looked like a nice place...)
...so I stopped in for the buffet.
(E-w-w-w-w-w!!!)
I decided then and there that good old home cookin' beats this "restaurant" food any time.
I'm coming home!
(...in six days.)
