Saturday, December 27, 2008
We're in Atlanta--
"Well, here we are in Antalanta--"
"You mean Atlanta."
"Isn't that a lost civilization?"
"I guess it got found, right here in Georgia."
"Isn't that in Russia?"
"You sure know your geography, Honey Bunny."
"I get around. As I was saying. 'Dad' is SUCH a tekkie--he took our photo and photoshopped it cause 'Mom' couldn't remember how to turn on the fill-flash function..."
"Yes, here we are. Waiting for the next leg from Atlanta to Madrid."
"You sure we're not on a lost continent?"
"I'm pretty sure...."
"I don't know where we are--all I know is I've never been so squished in all my life. Sharing a daypack with Brown Bear is no picnic."
"At least I don't snore."
"Now kids, this is no way to start a long walkabout."
"We're on a walkabout. All we know is where we start. Where we end up is anyone's guess."
"You mean we're lost already?"
"Not all who wander are lost."
"Who said that?"
"Bilbo Baggins, I think. Or maybe Frodo. It's from The Lord of the Rings."
"Oh Brown Bear, you're so--so--so airuudite."
"Thanks, I think."
"Ahem. Don't you want to say something to the folks who've taken time to comment on your blog?"
"Oh yes--thanks so much, Ginn----hope you've reached Los Angeles safely! Happy Holidays to all our admirers!"
"And thanks for the hug, woodcha. Hugs are always good. My favorite sweater says, 'I Love Hugs.' Do you have any sweaters?"
"Or angora shrugs?"
"Not to change the topic, but I will. 'Mom' says it's time to go get something to eat, so goodbye for now."