Report from the Westbound Escape Pod

Mistress and Slave were so desperate to blow the River City scene  that.....

Monitoring the weather reports we saw an approaching snow storm and almost cancelled Christmas dinner at our house so we could escape before snowmageddon collapsed our window of opportunity to head West.

But Sin will be happy to know we did not completely blow off our familial duties. Slave visited his grumpy mother, and we served dinner to a group of family members, including my smoked Salmon and Mistress's lasagna. And I did have the opportunity to frolic with my two cute grandsons.

Then, as the window of opportunity closed, we slept only a few hours and then hopped out of bed at 3 am to hit the highway.

Even then we spent about 3 hours in a virtual white out lumbering along at 35 MPH or so through Central Indiana and Illinois before the snow stopped as we approached St. Louis.  Now Mistress is at the controls of the escape pad as we head toward Kansas.

I'm thinking we find a cozy refuge in Bob Dole's home town at around dinner time, and spend some quality time between the sheets to celebrate our liberation and lucky escape!