Code Word...for when things get too serious at the MTC

So, I promised you an explanation.  When Makenzie was hugging me goodbye, I may or may not have started to whimper a bit.  She immediately said to me, "remember the Pepto Bismol!"  I laughed.  She laughed.  Kelly laughed.  Here's why:

My little sister picked us up from the airport on Tuesday morning.  After eating a delicious breakfast at Village Inn, she had to run to the grocery store.  You see, she was out of Diet Coke bread and needed to get some before we went home.  We three weary travelers opted to stay in the car, and I'm so glad we did.  As we were sitting there, I noticed (and mentioned) a man sitting diagonally across from us in his truck.  He had peeled off the safety label and was drinking directly out of a Pepto Bismol bottle.  We watched in amazement as he

continued to drink THE ENTIRE THING! The poor guy then sat there, gripping the steering wheel.  He looked like grim death to be honest.  After a few seconds, he steadied himself, tossed the empty over the seat and dug through his grocery bag.  He then produced a bottle of Mylanta, opened it and drank more than half! Kid you not! I had just witnessed my first Pep-lanta cocktail!

Yes, we were laughing, but we weren't laughing out of spite.  It was more of a -  "dude, we've all been there.." kind of laugh!  I hope he made it to wherever he was going.  (No pun intended)

That's when Missionary Girl looked at me and said, "Mom, if you start crying tomorrow, I'm going to just say Pepto Bismol!"  And the code word was born.

Advice:

• Pepto makes travel tablets
• Code word (I know, I mentioned it before!)
• Woods Cross Village in is awesome, ask for 70 something year old Rosemary!