Did a final repack because tomorrow I head for home. Before that, however, I have dinner to attend in Coeur d' Alene, so I will head north this afternoon. Every year, in conjunction with the annual bar meeting, the past commissioners of the Idaho bar get together for dinner. There are five commissioners, elected for three year terms, and the presidency of the bar rotates among them. No one really wants to be president because the only thing the president does that the other commissioners do not do is write a monthly column for the bar magazine. Anyway, the dinner is the Past President's Dinner. All the past presidents call it the Dead President's Dinner. I planned to attend from the very beginning of this trip because it is always a very good time. We tend to be an irreverent bunch. Strongly tend.
At a friend's suggestion, Dale and walked downtown to Wheatberries where I had the recommended pecan pastry. The sugar in that thing will sure tide me over until dinner.
Now I just have to clean up, change into my formal jeans and wrinkled blue work shirt, and hit the road. Then come back to Moscow for the night.
An early start tomorrow, I think. I estimate 320 miles, Moscow to home.
HORAY!!! I hope the pecan roll did you some good. Its a little slice of heaven in my opinion. BTW there are absolutley no calories in it and its completely healthy, I speaks the truth....sorta.
ReplyDeleteSafe travels on your last jaunt. Home stretch!