We’re in the airport now – in Minneapolis. Half-way through, we’re about to go grab some food before our next leg.
The trip is going just fine, but I’m suffering from a swollen finger that I injured this morning in a softball game. It feels like it’s going to explode, it’s so tight. Well, I guess I’ll just have to survive. I can’t do anything about it. My whole finger tip is purple and it hurts to type – but, here I am… typing.
I guess it’s time for dinner now.