Is that how many miles are between us because that is not how many miles I get on my credit card when I visit you on the other side of the world (and by that I mean California). I will be calling JetBlue first thing tomorrow. No one cuts me out.
So I know that I am lame and that I am late to blogging. I am going to pull out my CP card on this one. We are always late, right? I thought it would be fitting for my first 3,109 miles blog to be a visual testament to how insanely compatible we are as friends.
That's right, Brent. Your wife and I are compatible. Like sugar on rice. Wait...am I the only one that eats rice like that? It doesn't matter only a special person could put up with my antics-that is one Miss Heather Wollenburg (I just had to look on Facebook to see how to spell your last name, Kerr just works for me. It's easy to remember. This just goes to show you that marriage complicates things).
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