Disclaimer: The following is not from Tonya but from her husband.  Consider this entry to be like the part of a movie that is left on the cutting room floor but is later added to the DVD version.

Trying to pick out an appropriate placard for the move; I was looking for “bio-hazard” or something nuclear related. “No Prawns” from District 9 would have also been cool.

Don’t let little girls pack their stuff without parental supervision.  I found a bunch of tiny boxes in the trailer with things like one small stuffed animal in them.  No wonder we went thru so many rolls of packing tape.

Going out to eat has been fun.  At the Village Inn during free pie night Sammy discovered throwing (he's throwing jelly packages) and is using Calvin as a backstop.

Kid’s meals are bigger in MO.  Sammy: “Come on Lady, I’m only 1 ½… are you serious? I'm going to have to throw more than half of this across the table!”

One evening all we had for dinner was pumpkin pie.  The meal was great (TJ made them) and the best part was that we didn't have to get new plates dirty for dessert.  If more families only ate dessert for dinner it would reduce the amount of water needed to clean dishes and help save the planet.

The chicken lady (Tonya may not like me posting this).

To compensate here’s a cool pic of Tonya that has nothing to do with MO (except maybe that she looks like Josey Wales' great great great grand daughter).

Keena really likes her new room.

I love this truck, it compensates for my lack of farming knowledge.  When I show up at the feed/tractor supply people automatically think I know what I’m doing.

The van... well not so much.  With some Ford products it would be nice to also own a tow truck.

BTW, the Tractor Supply in Leesburg is the equivalent of a 7-11.  The tractor supply type stores in MO are serious business, they have fork lifts and loading docks that you pull up to (Tonya posted a pic of one).  You can also buy oil the old fashion way in 55 gallon drums.

The only nice thing about being alone and trying to find a renter for the house in VA is that I can eat chocolate at any meal.  These are awesome.  They must be the equivalent of meth in the drug world.  If the kids were around I couldn't get away with this.  They would think “dad eats one whenever he wants so it’s ok for me” and with only three of these in a box for $4.75 I couldn't afford it if the whole family got addicted.  When I get back to MO I’m going to have to hide when I eat these.  I also get to drink beer whenever I want (thanks to Vinnie for this one).