When we started our trip from Portland to Richland Washington for Jeff's reception, I thought I was going to have to tile this story "Me, Mom, Dad, and the cereal."

This morning when I got up my grandma was laughing and told me to go look in the car. So I went out to the car. My cousin Trina is in charge of one of the meals that we are going to have on our family reunion and the one meal she is in charge of is breakfast. She went to some place like Costco and bought many huge boxes of cereal (the ones that have 2 or 3 bags of cereal in each).

So I looked into the car and the whole back seat was filled with cereal. My grandma was laughing about how we were going to get 3 people into the car. On our way to my grandmas house, the trunk was full, so I was sure that at some point of the ride I would look over and some person would be staring at me and the cereal thinking that this was something you would rarely see.

My dad did a very good job of packing everything into the trunk. So there is no cereal sitting with me right now. So I am riding in the car and not having a horrible experience because of the cereal.  I am annoyed only  because I have been traveling to far locations every day for the last week. And how could I really be that annoyed... I am in the company of my parents.