Home

Well, we finally made it.  Last Tuesday was a brutal day of driving.  In hindsight, it was a wonderful day of driving because we left right before all of the horrible rains and flooding in Colorado began.  It had rained the night before and was raining on us as we left . . . but we had no idea what we were going to miss.

Anyway, we arrived home, and it was as if we hadn't really been gone.  Except the neighbors (3 of them) all had new roofs.  And the mail was piled a mile high.  And the yard was close to needing to be mowed.  The Willie was filthy.  But other than that . . .

After we disembarked, we put Babs in the backyard, and she seemed pleased to be off a leash for the first time in ten weeks.  She seemed a little confused (not unusual) inside, but soon she went back to her old habits.

The purple Jeep was as dirty as dirty could be, but it made it safely.

We have tried to clean it a few times, and we have found that Alaskan dirt sticks worse than Kansas dirt.  We are still working on getting it clean.

We had an awesome time, but now it is time to enter the real world again.  I guess we are ready . . . maybe.