Day Three: My wildest dreams come true.

We left Lexington at a decent hour. Began driving to Louisville while listening to our theme song (among others). Soaking in music, sunshine, and nature. Also enjoying this yummy smelling creature.

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So, we were driving along. Enjoying the ride. Loving life. We got about halfway through Indiana and spotted a special sign. A very special sign. We exited the freeway. Then, there was another sign.

Try to imagine my excitement. Just try.

Yes, folks, you've got it right. That IS the name of the town. Just you wait. It gets better. We saw ANOTHER sign indicating wondrous adventures. Naturally, we followed it. To this.

A CASTLE?! He has a CASTLE?! Wait, wait wait. A CANDY CASTLE?!

In case you can't read that sign, it says, "Santa's Candy Castle". We bounced. We bounced and bounced and bounced. And then we went inside! And it was fantastic! Words can't describe it.

We signed our names in the book.

That's my name. Right... there! See it? My mom's is right below it.

I wrote him a letter.

I was overcome with joy. Hence the hearts.

And mailed it.

My excitement and joy=incomprehensible.

Gave him a hug.

Probably the coolest thing I've ever done. Probably.

And got a delicious treat!

Frozen hot chocolate. Yum.

This went on my life list of things to do, was accomplished, and crossed off the list. All in a matter of minutes.

We then drove on with a high from our little adventure pulsing through our veins. We sang loud, danced much, and giggled the whole way back to the freeway. After a few hours we stopped at a Walmart and met one of the coolest guys ever. Just made me laugh. And now we are dead. D.E.A.D. DEAD.

To be continued...