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I would like to start this blog off by quoting what my husband said to me.

“be funny, babe”

Hmmm.  Not sure I am gonna pull that off folks.  But I will give my best at being real.

Disclaimer: this is not the normal traveling arrangement. Usually, Avery is seated with a belt on, and Robin looks much worse.

We made it to Spring Hill on Thursday and settled right in to finding a sitter for the kids, so that the adults could go and play.

Our kids adore each other and love hanging out, which makes the time there so sweet.

Human Sleeping Bag

The adults headed to P.F. Changs for a delicious dinner and then over to Puckett’s downtown for coffee, dessert, music and great conversation. You know how it is when you just get someone?  That is how it is with the Lowery’s, they just get us and we get them.  It makes time spent with them easy.

The constant travel leading up to getting to their house made the time there wonderful.  When we are at their house, we can lay around and not feel like we have to do anything.  That is a great feeling.

Thursday we got up and Lori and I went and “got our nails did”, which was a wonderful treat.  However, I am certain that the main working on my feet was a.) disappointed when I would not upgrade my services and b.) discussing the very horrible state of my feet.  I looked at Lori and then looked at them, trying to give them the “I know your talking about me” look.  I have heard that sometimes that is convincing and people will quit talking about you RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU.  It really didn’t help though.  Lori did confirm that I looked serious though, and that is a bonus.

When we got home, the men headed out to the movies.

I was exhausted and needed a nap due to staying up so late the night before.  I thought that I would sneak in a short little nap on the couch while Lori ran to the produce stand.  Little did I know that this would not be a good plan.

I layed on the couch and snuggled in.  Ahhh, sweet rest.

I was out, when all of the sudden, in my deep sleep I hear “ppfffllluuppp, pppffflllupppp, hhheeee, hhheeee, ppfffflluuuuuppp”.

I start to feel something on my face.  Open my eyes.  Reach for my nose where a nice giant blob of white face cleaner has been squirted.

You see, my sweet precious 8 year old son and his equally sweet and precious 10 year old cousin decided, was that it would be sooooo funny to pull a prank on their mother/aunt while she slept.

Let me assure you this is not a good idea.

It is always funny for the onlookers, but never the victim of said prank.

I got up, wiped my face off, and without saying a word I looked at them and pretty much gave them the “daggers are shooting out of my eyes” look.

I mentally reminded myself that they are kids and I should be laughing, however, try as I may, no laughter would come.  Every party has a pooper.

Obviously, no sleep would come after that, so we packed up and headed to the pool.

We had a great time swimming and came home and had a wonderful veggie meal.

Our brother-in-law Jacob, plays bass for Michael W. Smith, he had to get on the bus that night. I (robin) took Jacob to a Walmart parking lot in Franklin, TN.  Do you notice how often Walmart parking lots come up in our trip? It is a common thread.  At 11pm all the band and MWS meet and load the bus.  I got to meet the other band members and tour their really cool bus.  Ok, back to Erica…

On Friday, we hung out and did a whole lotta nuthin.  We left the Lowery clan around 5pm and headed to the western side of Nashville to visit our dear friends, John and  Kristin Ragsdale.  We have been friends for almost 18 years!

Kenna Chillin’ on Rags’ couch

They pastor The Hills Fellowship in Nashville, a church they planted last year.

It is awesome to sit down with friends and talk about life, love, heartbreak, church, friends, kids, and everything else.  With folks like this, we catch up and it feels like we haven’t been apart.

We left their home around 10:30 and drove two hours to Jackson. TN.

short Robin trying to clean tall windows

We found a Cracker Barrel parking lot and crashed for the night.

We woke up today, called in a ‘to-go’ order at Cracker Barrel, went and picked it up, ate, and hit the road!

Today, we make our final approach home…

The Mighty Mississip!