Where The Road Goes

This is Deputy Digby Pancake. I’ve learned in this family that I follow. And I like it that way. Sheriff Brickle makes all the decisions. He also tells me what to do which isn’t so bad. I get to think a lot less. And enjoy a lot more.

Maybe you aren’t that way. Maybe you like to lead. Maybe you are the Sheriff Brickle of your family or friends. And maybe you like responsibility. I’ll let you have it.

Sometimes though, you have no choice but to follow. And as we drive the Natchez Trace Parkway for the next while, we have to follow where the road goes. We may be able to side track a little bit like where we are going today…but we have to get back on the road. Because our goal is to finish the drive. What’s your goal?

The Natchez Trace Parkway is over 400 miles. You may think it doesn’t sound like a long way. But it depends who is driving on it. For us, navigating with the Big Blue Treat Wagon is challenging. But we’ve wanted to do this drive for a long time.

Do we realize we will have some bumps? We already have. But it’s good to have goals. Even if they seem hard. For us yesterday, we decided to stop and think about why we are doing this.

For Girl Person, her reward for traveling the Natchez Trace is getting to visit somewhere she has always wanted to go. Where that singer Elvis Presley was born. She’s wanted to visit it all her life, but for some reason, her roads never led there. So today is the day.

For me and Brickle, we may not have goals. But seeing the persons work towards something is rewarding for us. It’s like when we finish a long trail.

So back on the road we go today.

We don’t have a place to stay tonight because there aren’t many places along this parkway. So what we find will be where we sleep! And dinner. Don’t forget dinner.

A road makes traveling easy. But you have to put forth the work to get on it. If you’ve been waiting to go down the road to your goals, what are you waiting for? It may be hard. Long. Tiring. But you can do it. You have always been able to. You may have to stop. Take breaks. You may even break down. But the road will be there to get back on. So. Get out that map. I know you have it planned out.

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Mississippi Mud Pie

This is Deputy Digby Pancake. There are a few things that I know a lot about. How to make others happy just by being me.

I know how to howl for dinner so loud that I make my point, even when the persons are busy working and it goes past 3:30 pm and they should be preparing our meals. Brickle lets me do it.

I also know about dirt. I know a lot about mud. And I know how to get as much on me as possible in this Mississippi place. But not more than Girl Person.

When it rains in this Mississippi place, you can better believe that it will pour. And it’s been pouring. Raining. Raining with freezing rain. Then we added in some snow. And all of that combined made for a very muddy week so far.

As we were hiking on a trail, it was hard to see where to be on the path because of all the falling leaves. We had to keep looking for a red mark on the trees which let us know we were going the right way. However, it didn’t tell us to not fall in the water as we tried to cross it. Girl Person did not get that memo.

As Brickle and I gracefully jumped across the water, Girl Person could not keep up. She never finished her ballet lessons, by the way.

As she tried to follow in our footsteps, she followed in our footsteps. Non-gracefully. Except her feet were much bigger. Much heavier. And as she plopped those feet down, they got stuck in the Mississippi mud, y’all. And down, down, down went Girl Person.

As Girl Person fell, I almost saw the happenings in slow motion. There was nothing I could I do but smile. That works a lot of times, but not this time. Girl Person’s first words were that these were her last pair of clean pants. And they were not clean any longer.

Sheriff Brickle arrested the mud. But it didn’t remove it from her face. Or her pants. Or her everything. But she got up, exclaimed that as long as we were already dirty, we might as well get more dirty. And so we kept going. But we aren’t going anywhere today.

With all the mud and ice and snow, we need to have more pants. So it’s laundry day and cleaning up day. There won’t be much to clean up inside, since our house is half the size. Yes. The slideout is not out. It’s in. And well, we have a problem. But first things first. I feel like pie. Mississippi style. I think I have the perfect recipe. And I know where to get the ingredients.

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