DG: Morning came late.  I look at the clock And see a number I don’t usually see until I have been on the road for a few hours. 8:00am. Annie is still sleeping and I just want to watch her. She is so beautiful. 

It’s foggy and cold. There are beautiful pine trees everywhere.  Christmas music is playing over the intercom.  The Christmas season is here. 

Figured out why I like Tsum Tsum. It’s a fast paced puzzle. Borders on addiction. 

Breakfast at McDonald’s. They’ve changed their hash browns. Did I miss something?  When did this happen?  Yuk!  Why can’t they just leave things alone?  And I am not in favor of governmental intervention in most cases but this may be an exception. If you present a product to the public and they like it you shouldn’t be allowed to change it. It’s probably some government regulation that caused them to change it. 

Love’s has something they call Tire Pass. It’s a service whereby they check your tire pressure and inflate them to the proper pressure and also check tread depth while you fuel or without fuel. I use the service quite often and knew I was going to need some tires soon so this morning when checking the tread it became apparent the time was now. No more putting it off. So now we are sitting in the tire shop waiting room while my truck gets new shoes. 

We have the time as the load I just got this morning is a 47 mile bobtail drive to pick up then 199 miles to deliver. We are taking chewing gum to Walmart in Marcy, NY just outside Syracuse. And it’s not due until morning. 

So if you see a sign that says diesel and truck parking you would expect them to have truck parking right?  Wrong. When asking the guy why the sign out front says parking then all around the lot there are signs that say “no parking “.  It was obvious he had heard that question before and he explained to us that he mentions this cunnundrum to the company brass at every opportunity to no availe.  

So here we are on a side road, out of the way until morning.  

Annie – Well, guess what I’m getting for Christmas!  A big 50 pound bag of it.  

  
Actually, there was a convenient store here in Pennsylvania selling it.   I didn’t know you could buy coal like this.   I didn’t know anyone still used it.  I love the smell of it burning.  Reminds me of Granny and Papaws house. 

Well, turning in.  Gotta be at Walmart at 7 am.

Goodnight y’all.