home. i like that word. just cause one loves travel doesn't mean that one doesn't love and enjoy coming home.
drove back from nc yesterday. mum and the kids drove up wednesday to drop off the "next generation" (mira & bre) and stay a day before dragging back the original generation.
fun times in the mountains. busy. doing what i'm not sure...certianly not working. the furnace no longer exists, so we didn't traipse off to carpentry/wood barns & collect scrap wood. no log splitting this year. past memories: finding treasures, splinters, inhaling sawdust, tossing around huge chunks of wood (that were really too heavy for us) country rides in pick-ups, cuts and bruises...those were fun, hard working summers.
damsta and beks (muahaha) had a crazy fun 2weeks. 60 degree mornings, a whole mountain to roam-what more could you ask? i should post 10 highlights or something. ya'll aren't interested. besides, my dad's editting a wedding behind my head. he's working with music the bride gave him. it's throwing me off track to hear keith urban, coldplay, and a most depressing not-love-song all in the same minute.
glad to see my fam. and sleep in my own bed. and see my grandpa's truck we have on loan. that i cant drive. :(. at least i can look...
2 funny things about being home: 1)can't believe how FLAT this peninsula is. Thank God He put me in the single hillish part of the whole state. :) 2)forget how humid it is...stepped out of the car at home and the heat slammed into me like a mac truck. gonna take some re-adjustment!
its good to be home.
i miss my little spunky. Bre is staying there for a week with Mira. her 1st time away from home with no family with her. i'm sure she'll have a blast. GP making her laugh and teasing her; Grammy taking care of them; and Tante Lisa providing fun times. It'll be 3 weeks of not seeing her by the time she's home. can i make it?