Friday the 26th was a busy day at the store. Not a lot of returns though. After work I had to stop at the Chatterbox to pay my tab for the sing-a-long, when we left there it was chaos and crowd so I promised to come back and remunerate on a later date. I did and then I thought about going to the Nap-Town Roller Girl party afterwards at Birdy's but I was just to beat from a season of sell, sell, sell. Besides Jenni wanted to go shopping and we were waiting for our care package from Florida and Meredith and Michael. So I headed home and she headed out. Now I can tell you that if a UPS package is tracked and it says it will be delivered on the 29th, it's not going to be delivered on the 26th even if it is at the Indy hub. We had decided on Christmas day that we would head south to Jenni's folks home and have a late Christmas stay with them two days later, over the weekend. Jenni's brother John and his new bride Jennifer were there too, and with our arrival all of the Mason sib's were home for the holidays. The drive down was rainy through the middle of Kentucky but by the time we got to Tennessee it was sunny and 75°. There was talk of putting the top down on the convertible for the last thirty miles, but in the end we just left it up and drove with the windows down instead. My interest in history was piqued by a historical marker on TN 25 and we stopped so I could read it. It was a little graveyard and very interesting in design too. We stopped and stretched our legs and I documented a bit.