Today, was a road trip. The plan was to leave at 6:30 am, drive to Minneapolis to see the Viking's play Detroit. Ben was so psyched. We had 4 tickets, so he invited two friends. I overslept by an hour, but it all worked out. I padded the time for unexpectancies...didn't think I'd use it before the trip began.
I had a hollow feeling about this trip, memories of the three of us, taking Ben to his first Twin's game. I knew Jack wanted to take Ben to his first Viking's game, and I wasn't feeling the best about it...but then I get 2 extra boys. Any hollowness I felt, was replaced with laughter, singing at the top of our lungs, and backseat boy craziness. There wasn't one glitch driving to The Mall of America, picking up the light rail, which took us right in front of the Metrodome. I panicked slightly, getting back on the routes that take you to I-35 S. Ben had drained most of my battery playing games from my phone. I couldn't call anyone, especially all my relatives who live in the area. Finally, realizing, I'm in charge, I just had to believe in myself. For one split second, I panicked, until I saw the Albert Lea ramp entrance...I knew it was smooth sailing for the next 4hours. I could once again, get back into the frivolity that took place in my Honda:)
Jack, if you're watching over us, the Vikings lost, but your boy had the best day ever...so did I.
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