Meet Me Half Way

What possible good can come from me blogging about my sister-in-law? Got your attention I bet! Fussy (that's not her real name but I changed it to protect her ID...cleaver, huh.) and I have not always seen eye to eye but we love each other as family's do. Fussy was going to drive her Mom from South Carolina to Louisville this weekend to visit us. That's 8 hours driving this way on Saturday and 8 hours driving that way on Sunday. I called my sister-in-law last weekend and told her that if she was willing, I would meet her half way. We could meet at a Cracker Barrel Restaurant in Knoxville around lunchtime and that I would even buy lunch. Mom would then drive the rest of the way back to Louisville with us. She genuinely seemed grateful for the offer but she won't let me buy her lunch. She has insisted on buying my lunch for me. Oh well, to keep peace in the family, I'll let her. Ken Schulz