Alive and kicking in Oregon
I got into Oregon last night. My last leg of he trip was from Phoenix to Oregon. It was the flight from hell. The two guys in front of me were falling down drunk and being yelled at by he flight attendant every five minutes. The guy beside me was airsick and barfing in a bag. Then there was the small child with the ear piercing scream the entire trip. Delightful. I nearly kissed the ground when I got off the plane.
Oregon is rainy.
My friend and I aren't doing much.
He gets home from work soon and we are going shopping and
will probably make some food and watch movies.
We're resting up for Tahoe next week.
We get his son and daughter tomorrow
for the weekend.
The son is a mellow 10 year old.
The six year old is a ball of nonstop energy.
She's very enthusiastic about life.
Which is cool but, it's good to rest up before you see her.
She's a very old soul trapped in a 6 year old body.
I love them both beyond words.
Oregon is rainy.
My friend and I aren't doing much.
He gets home from work soon and we are going shopping and
will probably make some food and watch movies.
We're resting up for Tahoe next week.
We get his son and daughter tomorrow
for the weekend.
The son is a mellow 10 year old.
The six year old is a ball of nonstop energy.
She's very enthusiastic about life.
Which is cool but, it's good to rest up before you see her.
She's a very old soul trapped in a 6 year old body.
I love them both beyond words.