Now I'm feeling guilty! And oh boy..... I've got a lot to put up on here.
We left our tale of the Santini duo at the packing of our Tucson home. It's funny how I couldn't believe we were actually moving that I started snapping pictures. Now that we've been gone for a few months, it's a distant memory.
Simon overseeing the operation.
Our moving van- we had scheduled the ward to help us move and there was a monsoon at precisely the very hour we planned on getting help. People were so great to help anyway.
Our empty house.
Crazy.
Then we made the spontaneous decision to go down to Mexico. We had planned to head out right away but we were so exhausted that we didn't think we'd make the 12 hour drive to San Antonio without sleeping in. So we decided- why not sleep in, go see Mexico, and then leave the next day? So we did.
We came directly from packing and cleaning. Can you tell?!?
Here's the wall that gets all the attention in the news. It was crazy to actually see it.
We then delayed our trip even more by this NASTY project of replacing a bent towel rod for our renters. Easy, right? Not for us. I was about to take a hammer to the wall out of frustration, but luckily thought through that little plan.
The subject of such grief. Seems so innocent.
On our way out! This picture makes me feel a little sick. I can't say I loved living in Tucson. The people were great, but it was the right thing to move. I did absolutely LOVE our house. To drive away was much more difficult than I thought. Is it possible to get emotionally attached to a house?
So we thought we were finally on our way but then quickly discovered that Simon was not ok with the travel arrangements. We thought we'd just let him wander around the car and sleep on the front seat like Nina did, but oh no. He about clawed me to bits. I almost got in an accident in about a block. We had to stop and I had to send JD to Walmart to pick up a carrier. The cat one was out of stock so Simon got some roomy digs.
When we planned our trek across the country, we decided that if we have to drive the whole way anyway, we might as well stop at cool places along the way. We got to spend a wonderful couple of days in San Antonio with aunt Loralynn, Liana, and family. I sure miss how we all used to get together when they lived in Utah. It was so much fun and they showed us around.
We got to go see the Alamo.
And peek into one of those Ripley's Believe It or Not museum lobbies. It was a stretch to reach this guy's elbow.
JD next to the fattest documented person.
Then we visited The Riverwalk. So beautiful.
Texas is a great state. Mostly because the Rammells and Risenmays are there, but I was surprised at how much I liked it.
