Terrific tales of a Tuesday...

Had to wake Chloe at 7:20. She usually is up before 7 but not today when we had some plans!!
Filled her tummy with milk and a bowl of cereal to munch on as we drove.
Drove past tornado devastation and wondered, again, how some were spared and others were hit.
Saw a sign for Milan (not Italy)
Passed through Lancaster (not Pennsylvania)
Passed through Memphis (not Tennessee)
Pulled over quick so I could catch Chloe's throw up in my hand and a diaper. Poor thing got car sick. And who wouldn't on these windy, hilly, curvy roads.
Kept going, though.
Saw many signs of planting time on the numerous farms.
Still driving in Missouri after 1 hour.
Enter Iowa for 5 minutes.
Enter Illinois. Conquered 3 states in 2 hours.
Made it to the temple with moments to spare (it's always like that right? or am I the only one?)
Started the drive home.
Saw a billboard that said something or other about Jesus and hope.
Got excited once again about the Mule Festival on September!
Had to go around more than a few cars that were going about 10 under the speed limit.
Drove behind a moving truck that had to be going atleast 15 over the speed limit at some points.
Had to slow down about 4 different times to pass through a little town with a charming name like Wayland or Ashton and see their run down stores but without fair a blazing yellow DollarGeneral sign and a flaming red PizzaHut roof.
Saw another billboard that had a picture of the bottom half of a man and it said "Flys spread diseases...keep yours zipped! Yuck!
Still driving, listening to gross Phil Collins and others that I could catch on the breezy fm station.
Gorgeous sun to help me sing with delight and hum with happiness.
Arrived home at 5pm.
Dined on grocery store pizza.