Little Travel Update

I'll give you a full report when I'm back at a full keyboard, but just wanted to check in.

miss h is officially at 'college.'
She's not on Facebook much or texting her family much, so I'm thinking she's not lonely.
But wait, my phone just buzzed-
She just texted me goodnight and did not reply to my 'I am driving past Provo tomorrow morning, do you need anything' question.
I think she's going to be alright.

We had a blog celebrity sighting yesterday when we walked into the Target in Orem, UT to get the rest of h's supplies. I had eye contact with one of her children and smiled.

(This next sentence is the lesson for me- Hey, listen to yourself when you know something's going to happen. Quit saying 'yeah, yeah, you're silly.' You are usually right.)

I go to Colorado tomorrow.
The drive won't be as fun as the last ones with the kids, but I've got books on tape (well, CDs really) and I've got some chocolate. I get to drive through some mountains.
It'll be good.

Good Night.

Comments

  1. raisruckusJune 22, 2011 at 6:03 AM

    How fun to get her all settled. She's going to love the grown up world. :) Oh, and how cool! I assume Nienie? Awesome.

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  2. the mrs.June 29, 2011 at 2:20 PM

    You assumed correctly.
    She's for real.

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