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We’re sitting in my friend Portia and Joe’s living room in Farmington New Mexico. We got in yesterday from Denver. I feel some anxiety about writing this since every time something fun or funny happened, I was asked, “Is this going on the blog”.
What is making it onto this forum [...]

After Andy’s hockey game last night we slept in the parking lot of the hockey place. It’s far away from the road, next to a park, surrounded by trees and horse farms. When we wore up this morning, there was six inches of snow covering everything. It was shocking to open the blinds. Not to [...]

I thought I should update so, as I said to Robbie yesterday, all you guys don’t think I’ve been lying around for weeks riddled with canker sores doing nothing. I’m doing much more exciting things really. Right now I’m sitting in the basement office of Andy’s professional poker player friend drinking Polish Cherry brandy. I’m [...]

my canker sore is no longer KILLING me. It is now downgraded to mouth terror alert elevated.
This may be due to the fact that I stopped whining about it and started putting medicine on it.

I have a canker sore on the very tip of my tongue. It is KILLING me.
That is all to report from the road to Denver.

I had all kinds of funny, deep thoughtful things to write about. Now, I have hours stretched out ahead of me with nothing to do but write and I’m thinking of nothing.
I like our families, but I’m also feeling glad that we’re heading westward once again. It’s six o’clock and it’s just starting to [...]

This is probably all over the net and I’m the last to know, but, if not…
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We’re sleeping in the driveway at my sister’s house. That is all to report. Well that’s not really all to report, but I’d like to get out of town before I start railing on my sis for the disheveled state of her home. We had one rule between us, that was a joke, but not [...]

Tonight we went out to dinner with Andy’s parents at a restraunt in Lambau Field. Before I write any more about it, it should be said that Jack, Andy’s father has a reputation for being “difficult” at dining establishments. When we were here last time, Andy’s sister ordered the crab which wasn’t brought out with [...]

We’re in Green Bay Wisconsin visiting Andy’s parents. Dykesville actually *snigger*. Vlad the Russian has been sent back to Colorado on a big, shiny, metal bird. Andy and I will be here until tomorrow afternoon, then back to my sister’s house where we left the RV. We’ll be there for a few days where Andy [...]

I probably should have written more funny stories about cleaning, schlepping, dragging, lugging and reorganizing, but I felt that over the years of this journal, I’ve written enough stories about being here and doing that. I’ll just end that saga by saying that our work here is done.
Last night Andy, Vlad and I went [...]

With the downpours of the last few days we found a surprise when we went down into the basement to clean out the remaining boxes. The basement was flooded. The sump pump didn’t work. The boxes had gotten wet in an almost identical scenario previously and had grown mold. Now they weren’t just moldy, they [...]

It’s rainy here still. The story I was going to tell about a dead mouse in a vase, doesn’t seem all that interesting to me anymore. But maybe it is and I’m just letting the overcast morning settle too much in my brain. Who knows what this day will hold?
I would like to order room [...]

I have been here a little over 24 hours. This is not what I was expecting at all. When my mom asked me to help her move, I stupidly had a vision in my mind what moving meant.
What my mom had in mind was to take all the crap stuffed into every drawer and [...]