I’m chugging my morning coffee in Sheridan, Wyoming this morning. It is 6:45 AM.

Yesterday while we were on the road looking at this…

…the Retainer Rescue Mission was taking place as two intrepid Montana men and a trusty cell phone flashlight located my missing piece of plastic and wire. It was under the nightstand, very close to the bed.

Kathy from Montana (aka “kb”) kept me posted on the plan and then, hours later, the mission’s success. My French Friend Janou stood by as a back up if needed.

The texts offering help just made my day.

Kathy is going to mail the retainer to Rhode Island for me. I am beyond grateful to everyone who helped!

I’ve been pathetic. I admit it.

We also left behind our bottle of Tylenol and the road atlas. Much easier to replace!

We stopped in Livingston, MT for lunch, hoping to have quick bowls of soup, but alas, there was no soup. So we split a chicken sandwich and hustled back on the road.

474 miles to Sheridan from Missoula and we did it before 5 PM. We traded off driving every two hours. After Missoula, I took over at Butte, as Banjo Man announced he couldn’t possibly close his eyes when he could enjoy looking at Montana. Thirty seconds later he was sound asleep…

Those previously scary, snowy, blizzard mountain passes were just pleasant hills and curves this time.

And then, at 5:00…

The Wyoming Rib & Chop House was calling our names.

The goal today? Be in our hotel for the Nebraska football game tonight!

We hope to actually be in Nebraska tonight. Go Big Red!