Is Anybody Going To San Antone...

ThatManILove and I, once we’re finally packed, heading out of town post-Starbucks, jamming to our favorite tunes...

Him:  “What?”

Me:  “How do we go to San Antonio from here?”  (a nice way to say, “Ahem.”)

Him:  “Well, I’m gonna go the way I usually do, you know, down Rankin Highway thru Spraberry to Big Lake.”

Me:  “Hmmmm.” (a nice way to say, “Seriously???”) 

Him:  “Why?”

Me:  “Well, babe, Sprayberry is that way...”  (pointing east)  (we’re heading south)

Him:  “Well, it dang sure is.”

I love ThatManILove.

Wait.  Was that a redundant statement?