I told this story to my sister-from-another-mister and she said I had to “write that shit down!” I never did... so here goes!
So Bob (my love) and I drive to the cities (in MN) together since we both had to work two hours away from home. Unfortunately, his shift started four hours before mine so I had to entertain myself alone in the strange city of Eagan. (I should also let you know that at the time I had an iPhone that was behind by like 4 generations so I guess my punishment was absolutely no 4G any time any place) So I start driving around this completely unfamiliar place reading street signs, people-watching from my car, jamming to the radio, etc. When I come up to an intersection with a sign that reads “Yankee Doodle Rd” and I think, “Of course! Yankee Doodle went to TOWN!” So without hesitation, I turned onto the road to see where it would take me...
and wouldn’t you know it? It took me straight to fucking town.
