Good news is that our house in NY finally sold after five months on the market; the new buyer closed this past Monday, April 27. That date is especially significant to me since it marks the exact day I first arrived in St. Louis, MO to start my new job. Okay, so that's the good news... and here's the rest of our 800 mile journey returning to the mid-west. At 6 am on Sunday my dear husband and I began our drive in our 4-door Dodge Ram completely packed with our remaining house-hold items. We were about 10 miles outside Erie, PA when we hit a turkey. Let me say that again, we hit a turkey. Or maybe it's better to say the turkey hit us?
Only in NY can this happen. Of course the stupid 15 to 20 lb. bird hit "dead" center, completely smashed in the grill, bent a steel bar which in turn destroyed the radiator. When the bird strike occurred (I still cannot believe this happened) we were on our way to visit with family in Erie. We pulled up to their house just in time... the truck was smoking since we lost all radiator fluid. We spent the rest of Sunday and Monday getting it serviced so we could get back on the road.
One new radiator later - we finished the trip home to Missouri at 1 am this morning. The unexpected delay in our trip was a blessing in disguise since we had an awesome time with Matt's sister Shannon and brother-in-law Joe, 5-year-old nephew Roman and 2-year-old niece Julianne. Thank you Shannon and Joe for taking us in!
So, there you have it... a house closing and turkey strike all in one weekend. And that's the last memory we have from living in NY.
By the way, I found our situation hilarious the entire weekend; however, Matt doesn't agree. He's trying to buy stock in Hormel as we speak.
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