The first (long) leg of our journey is over. We made it to my parents’ house in Colorado, and the first thing I saw when I walked into my mother’s kitchen was my favorite cake waiting for me on the counter. Which is why I can’t write more right now. Don’t want to get crumbs in my father’s keyboard, you know.
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SO Very Happy For You! Having spent many an hour and many a mile with my own brood, traversing the highways and biways of the Eastern Seaboard, I was feeling sympathy pains of ramminess. (Does “sympathy pains of ramminess” even make sense?)
That’s the second John Denver song I will be singing all night thanks to you. Sincere thanks to you. The man was a genius. Enjoy being a daughter again.
I am also gonne be humming that song! I love John Denver. Enjoy your visit and reunion with your hubby!
Welcome to the big square state, Lissa!
I’ve been checking up on you guys every day and praying for your safe arrival at your new home! Can’t wait to hear all about it 🙂
Sherry
We were just listening to JD in the car tonight after driving an hour and a half home from my inlaws. Love his stuff. Enjoy that cake!
I’m going to get right to the point: what kind of cake? 😉