|Took this picture of a plane identical to the one I was |
sitting on that took me to Pocatello.
Like most trips it wasn't long enough (I could have handled 2 more days away from hubby; maybe). And like some trips there were bad moments as well as good.
My last day there I woke up with some cursed bug that kept me in the bathroom most of the day! My sister drives up from Las Vegas to see me and all I can do is be a miserable good for nothing! So I didn't make it to the cemetery like I wanted to.
Two days after I got home I received a text from sister...and I quote...."You suck!! Now I'm sick w/stomach flu!" Found out that I got it from my daughter. So we shared laughter, hugs, memories, and yuckiness.
Got to see all the grandkids but one. Is there a group for grandparents who are kept out of their grandchildren's lives? I need to find one.
While I was there I went through boxes of photos, newspaper clippings and other ephemera. I also scavenged around in mom's cedar chest as well as mine (I sure wish I could get that down here). I even found a box of letters that dad wrote to mom while he was in college. Who knew that he was once one of those smart
Of course I had my magic wand with me. I scanned over 100 images so I should have some good posting material. I talked ma into letting me bring the photos home though so I could scan directly to the computer. I promised I would send them back. I also ran around the house taking photos of all the family treasures. Unfortunately the only scenery picture I got was the snow in ma's backyard.
And....it looks like I missed my 2nd blogoversary. Oh well.