20 hours alone... AND the next five years with you

If I can't answer a friend's question (Adrienne...ahem) generally I'm going to pause and say..."It's hard to say..." However, I often ask myself questions to which I would expect the same response.
For example:
Can cows walk down stairs? Not a difficult question to find the answer to but who do you ask!?!
I don't know any cows and I can't imagine embarrassing one by asking such a personal question.
OR, When you die what do you get to look like in Heaven!?! I credit Kiki with this one. I have a feeling we don't get to ask this question but it's hard to say...

Whilst driving from the Great Lakes State to the land of the Rocky Mountains I had time to consider a few other pressing matters...

If I'm going to pay money to drive on a toll road which I can't exit without paying more money WHY don't I get a snack and a juice at the beginning? I mean I could be on an airplane. What are you offering that a plane is NOT? They give me food, drink, potty... It's hard to say...

If your beef cows graze on a field in Colorado do you then own the foothill that rests on your property? And if so, may I climb on it? It's hard to say...

If I drive from one end of the country to the other on I-80 do you belong to a club? What would I get and how does it arrive at my home? I would expect a sort of Publishers Clearing House kind of event BUT it's hard to say...

Basically there are a lot of questions out there. I'm about to become a teacher and I have a feeling students ask a few questions through out the course of a day...Questions to which I will be tempted to respond..."It's hard to say..." I don't think I get to do that (It's hard to say...). Hopefully I can bring a few interesting questions to my blog as well as share my adventures with family and friends. I can't wait!