Check this out. We spent the last week on the farm in Iowa with my husband’s family. On our drive back to Colorado, we stopped for gas and a potty break at a random gas station in Nebraska. Here is a picture of the sign over the door:
Shortly after arriving at this establishment, I had my Dove Promises (like Pavlov’s dogs, I have trained myself to finish a meal {i.e., stop eating} with two Dove Promises – more on that in another post). Here is what the wrapper on the second one said:
Is that just ironic?! I would try to get all philosophical about this, but it’s probably that I was meant to be on my way back to Colorado. A stop in Nowhere, Nebraska, was just part of the journey. But honestly, isn’t that hilarious?