I got lost on the way to church yesterday. Sad, isn't it? I had to drive by myself since Brandon had to be there early to set up the book table. Hehe. Brandon even asked, "Sweetie, do you know the way to get to church?" I replied, "Of course I do. We've been going for months. See you there!" Right. See you there. So I got on the freeway. And I saw the familiar exit. Unfortunately, I got off one exit too soon and got to visit John Wayne Airport. Turned around and got back on the 55 north. Exited on Main I think. I basically drove around looking for big buildings and places that we've eaten at 'til I found our church. By that time I was only 30 minutes late. I slipped in and sat next to Brandon and wrote to him, "I got lost." He wrote back, "better than a car wreck."