I’ll make it fit!  The kitties are observing my packing from a calm position, having no idea I will soon trap them in their carriers and drag them over to my Aunt’s house.
On the way home from dropping off the cats, I stopped by my mom’s and got an important item for the drive to Boise:  Kenny Roger’s 20 Greatest Hits.  That was the tape (it was a tape then) that my mother played every single time we made the drive. And 20 songs last a very long time on the road.

Note from the future.  I played it and I can report that the word “greatest” is perhaps a bit overstated.  Maybe they should have stopped at 10 greatest hits.  The “Scarlett Fever” song was particularly hideous.  But I did get to sing along to “Lucile,” “The Gambler,” “Ruben James,” and “The Coward of the County.” So who cares if I skipped the last three songs on the disk?

2 thoughts on “Packing”

  1. Woo hoo!!! Its almost Boise Time!!!!

    Oh Kenny! He was the first man I ever wanted to marry. Ummm, ewwwww, gross! I was 5 and madly in love with him. Seriously, my parents should have intervened at that point! 🙂

    I love that you followed the tradition, even if there were some must skip songs!

  2. I was gonna say, "Kenny Rogers had 20 hits?!" I seem to recall my mom thinking he was quite the hunk back in the day. Now he just looks weird because he's had plastic surgery.

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