Like powder sugar the snow came down last Thursday night. It left it’s dusting on my old 4 Runner which coughed and protested when being warmed up before the trip east to spend some time in the big city of Pittsburgh with Kate.
My cousin Gregory came with me on the long drive. Here he is smiling before driving out. His smile looks youthful and excited which is very similar to his personality.
I am so grateful for his willingness to drive the entire trip that was about 800 miles when you factor in traveling a bit too far. Whatever. Getting lost happens. The more miles the Mary-er, right? Although, Gregory did not seem to agree with this philosophy when heading into the state of West Virginia around midnight after missing our exit ramp.
The migration of produce is a typical thing in the Slattery family. As I was leaving my Dad was in the process of getting brussels ready for the coops. He told me to take a few. The phrase *few* means bulk in big family lingo. They were the last thing to get thrown into the back seat before heading away from the ridge.
All was well on the road. I was living like a queen without having to drive or even pump gas (thanks again Greg). The only aspect that diminished from my status of royalty resulted from the slight glitch of my cars heating system. My heater is a rigged one and has it’s own unique way of needing to be turned much like you would to flip on a light switch in a house.
Brh! It took awhile to get toasty. My shoes were already wet so soon my toes went frozen. Luckily, I just so happened to have a good old pair of Wisconsin slippers and a quilt to keep me warm and happy.
Starbucks also was a warm staple that made the trip all the better
Within 5 hours we hit Chicago.
Too many cars whizzed past, too many people crammed the streets, too many bridges clogged the city.
After some serious down shifting and accelerating, we made it past the windy city. Days later I write from a city very similar in many ways to Chicago. Pittsburgh is a big city with plenty of room for adventure.
Hello big city. My heart belongs to the midwest….but it’s good to share life with family away from home while the cold snow falls upon the ridges and valley of home.