in enemy territory

We’re spending the night in State College, Pennsylvania.  The home of Penn State, the Nittany Lions and Joe Papa Paterno.

You should see the college stuff they have in their Walmart.

Some of you already know that Nebraska’s new rival is Penn State, now that the Cornhuskers have joined the Big Ten.  The town of State College has no idea what they’re in for when the Husker fans show up.

I hope to take a picture of the stadium tomorrow morning if there’s time.  Banjo Man has a business meeting in Williamsport, then we head to RI.  It will be another very long day, but at least it will be the last one until next June.

The last couple of days are a blur.  I don’t even remember where we spent last night, except we were in a gorgeous Hampton Inn and a whirlpool tub sat in the corner by the bed, much to Banjo Man’s disgust.  He’d never seen anything like that before and thought we’d been given an inferior room. <sigh>

I vaguely remember having breakfast for dinner at a Crackerbarrel last night.  I drove all afternoon and ate a bag of potato chips to stay awake yesterday and today.  We are tired of burgers.

Yesterday I whined about missing my music lesson with the Band Chicks and Doug.  I’d check my watch and say things like, “I wonder what song they’re working on now.”

Banjo Man, digging behind the passenger seat:  “Where the heck are all the potato chips?”

Amber and Ben are doing okay today.  They think the worst is over, but they remain prepared to leave if they have to.  Texas needs rain.  Lots of rain.  I haven’t talked to Son #2 but I’ve left messages for him to check in.  We listen to the news on the radio every half hour.  I guess parents never stop worrying.

Saw a billboard near Chicago that advertised a jewelry store and showed a woman wearing diamond earrings.  It read, “She wants a stud?  Buy her two.”

A sign near Notre Dame:  28 Miles to Game Day.

Some day we’re going to visit the “Bat Factory”.  As in baseball bats.  We saw several signs today, which shows you how exciting driving I-80 in northern Pennsylvania can be.

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  1. Connie Burkhart's avatar Connie Burkhart says:

    You can do it, Kristine! You don’t have far to go. I recorded the lesson with Doug. The only “new” song we tried was Get Rhythm When You Get the Blues. I think it’s a good song for us.

  2. That’s a great song. Really fun to harmonize with you. We’re stuck in Syracuse, NY tonight and we’re not sure how we’re going to get through the flooded areas and get home. I miss you all SO MUCH!!!!!!

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