Funeral Blues

So today I went to my grandfather's funeral; or I would have if I hadn't gotten hopelessly lost driving a twelve passenger van with five screaming yahoos (I mean five adorably well behaved younger siblings) in the back down a windey little road system. I pulled into the funeral home three and a half hours after I left home; just as the funeral ended.  The good news is I will never get lost taking the new route to Grandma's. The bad news is that half my mother's family now thinks I'm an incompetent moron.