I pried my eyes open on this morning of the 11th, I found myself it
pitch darkness. It was 5am, after
all. My father, mother and I hopped into
our (absolutely) full rental van and started our trek to reunite me with
husband, and our new house.
As we drove and listened to fancy satellite radio, I was pleased that Oregon
met me with Lion-King-title-sequence enthusiasm (see above!!)
It may be cold, but boy, is it beautiful.
Washington or bust!