Some days are filled with surprises.
Recently Charles and I took a little trip north, to New Hampshire, to visit Log Cabin Antiques. Lynn told us about a barn sale a couple miles up the road. She suggested we check it out.
Charles whipped out his trusty iPhone and yelled at Siri a few times, before his digital guide correctly interpreted his accent, and gave us accurate directions. Of course we drove by the place three times before we found a hole in the stone wall, to get into the back field.
I got a bunch of cool stuff, and Charles got to see how his white leather interior is not conducive to junk picking. I’ll buy him lunch and he’ll calm right down.