We saw the Redwoods better than we saw Crater Lake.
Which wasn't hard because we didn't actually see Crater Lake. ...continue reading
We saw the Redwoods better than we saw Crater Lake.
Which wasn't hard because we didn't actually see Crater Lake. ...continue reading
My problem is that I can't decide if I'm going to actually blog about something, and then I sit on it, and then more and more time passes, and by the time I decide that yes, I do want to blog about it, it's almost a month old.
Well, that, and sickness. Days and days and days of sickness.
But here I am again with part three of our little jaunt south. (To be decided if any more parts are coming. Check back in a month, haha.)
The first full day we were in California was Eric's big concrete pour. The second day was Valentine's Day.
Imagine my surprise when that morning (after working till 6am, mind you) Eric produced flowers, chocolate, DOUGHNUTS, and some toys for the boys! Bless his heart, instead of grabbing a little much-needed sleep, he'd spent one of his hours between concrete finishes to run into town.
I was so surprised. 🙂 ...continue reading
Me: briefly considers retreating back into blog silence.
Also me: proceeds to post three posts in five days.
🙂
Back to the California trip . . . if you missed the first installment, here it is: https://www.michaylaroth.com/2024/a-little-jaunt-south-part-1/.
After the Crater Lake fiasco, we drove a while longer and then stopped for the night at a KOA. Word to the wise when traveling in a motorhome: hook it up to water before you leave on your maiden voyage.
But we had literally been so busy in the days leading up to leaving that that hadn't happened, so it wasn't until we were hooked up at the KOA that we discovered that the toilet leaked and the shower didn't work.
Oops. ...continue reading
We have these friends. . . and they decided to get married. And we decided to help them celebrate.
So on Thursday, April 28, we packed up ourselves, and we packed up our brothers, and we headed to the airport. . .