My brothers, dad, and I spent the past few days vacationing in Branson, Missouri, and we had a lot of fun. We spent a lot of time at Silver Dollar City riding roller coasters. We also saw a couple of shows, Joseph and The Dixie Stampede. And we spent way too much time riding go-karts. It was an awesome trip, but I’m glad to be on my way home. I almost always come home from vacations more tired than when I left, and this one wasn’t any different. Besides, I’ve missed my nephew Aiden and my job. I had a great time in Branson, but there’s no place like home. Hey, isn’t that from a movie or something?