Bonneville, UT. Ring any bells? When Scott first mentioned the town, I thought he was referring to an old grandma car (and even that was a stretch because I don't pay attention to cars). Turns out, I wasn't completely off...
I've never been so excited.... so giddy... to hang out at a truck stop. To the uninitiated (read: me), I thought they were "gross". No more thought beyond "gross", just "gross". All that nonsense stops today. These places are fascinating....
So... I'm pretty sure we're going to be stuck at Grandmom's house for eternity (or at least the entirety of this year). Of course that's not the intention, but we're certainly running into plenty of "opportunities to flex our problem...