heading to the promised land

My dad is treating us (meaning me & himself considering Stu could think of a thousand things he'd rather do than watch football) to a trip to Dallas for the Cowboys vs. Redskins game in November. I spent my Sunday trying to catch parts of the televised games while washing mountains of neglected laundry and searching for the best deals for our trip.

I am exhausted yet giddy. Thanks, Dad!

For God so loved the Cowboys fan...