July 20, 2004

• Home Again in Colorado

  
  

  It has been an incredible trip.  There isn't anyway I can cover more than the bare bones details because there is just TOO much to tell.  But I do have pictures and I'll be posting them over the next few weeks when I have opportunity.  I still don't have internet access for my computer, so I'm borrowing my cousin's and feel some pressure to be all polite and not hog her sytem. 

  
  

  I met Miss Daffodilius on Saturday morning at the Cracker Barrel in Nashville.  If ONLY we had realized, there was a Waffle House at the same exit, but it worked out even though we had to settle for the lesser experience.  So, two women in the cab of a U-Haul truck with an engine so loud that we had to shout to talk.  You'd think that would have impeded oru conversation, that maybe we would have cracked the books we brought.  (Oh, come on it was me and Daff!  Of course, there were books.)  But no, we were completely hoarse by the time we got to Paducah and we still have this low sexy growl thing going. 

  
  

  We called Rendezvous Girl to see if she'd be interested in having dinner with us in St Louis.  We wound up spending the night with her and that was an unbelievably cool experience as she was house-sitting for a family with an art collection that was only safe because there was literally no room left in the truck for even one more item.  (Yes, I was expecting the local constabulary to send over a representative, I mean, these people are out of town and we parked a U-Haul in their drive.  Now I'm thinking I need to send them a note suggesting they should fire their neighbors.  No one even acted like they thought there was anything odd about our presence.)

  
  

  Sunday afternoon, we were in Kansas City and collecting the promised hugs from Lucky Stars.  People, I have to say this, I'm always blown away by how much richer it is to meet in real life the people that I've known through this little window.  And meeting Lucky was just as cool as anything that's ever happened to me.  She is (probably going to be embarrassed by my gushing) but quite simply she is a wonderful human being.  She took us on a tour around the area and introduced us to excellent Kansas City Barbeque.  We reluctantly and tearfully hugged her one last time about five hours after we rolled into town.

  
  

  Yesterday, we drove across Kansas.  Yes Steve, we both saw that sign that says Denver 563 miles and there was much wailing when we saw it.  I had convinced myself that surely I had missed it at least a hundred miles back, but no.  It was there.  It is a LONG way across Kansas.  Cows, wheat, corn, cows, more cows, more fields of grass and rocks, and cows and that was the first thirty minutes.  We repeated that scenery for the next ten hours.  

  
  

  When we got into Colorado and saw the outline of Pike's Peak, the relief of being at home was almost overwhelming.  Yes, it's only been, what? about ten days since I started this move and I've only spent four of those days here, but already I feel like this is home.   I'm ready for my life here to unfold and to see what's going to happen with my family.  The boys are doign well, I think they've definitely relaxed in here with their cousins. 

  
  

  This morning, Uncle Tom made his famous flying flapjacks.  The kids stand across the kitchen and he flips pancakes in their direction which they have to try to catch with their plates.  Much shrieking and squealing ensues, and they eat more pancakes than I've ever seen little kids pack away.  I have pix of Daffodilius catching hers.  No one got a picture of me dropping mine. 

  
  

  I have much to write about, much to share with you.  Hopefully, I'll be fully back here to my Xanga home soon.  I'm missing you all and I know that you have things happening that I'm going to hate that I've missed when I start catching up on my reading of your sites. 

  
  

  OH!  And thank you to whoever it was who nominated me for Margie's best of Xanga poll.  A big KISS to you for that encouraging stroke. 

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