So, last weekend we went

So, last weekend we went garage sailing with Nate and Ben. At one point during our journey, we were supposed to be turning on 8th. Bill and I were in our car, following Nate’s car. Suddenly, I notice that we have WAY passed 8th. “What the *!#@?” I say to myself. Just then, my cell rings. I pick up, and I hear Nate on the other line, breathing heavily, with Ben giggling like a rather vocal schoolgirl in the background. In fact, he was giggling so loudly that we could hear him even WITHOUT the aid of the cell phone. “I’m so sorry,” Nate says, “but the car in front of us has a license plate frame that says ‘I’d rather be shopping with Jesus’, and Ben wanted a picture. We’re going to turn around now.”