Ever have one of those days when you wish you could just eat a batch of chocolate pudding and go back to bed? Or move to another country like Australia? Yeah, that was my Wednesday. It was a Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. I had waited for a certain envelop to come in the mail. As much as I would have loved to have been waiting for a check, or a contract, it was more like a ticket. A speeding ticket. The first day of our road trip last summer Jack, our 16 year old, and I ... View the Post