Long time no post!

But I wanted to share a new favorite picture from a favorite comic of mine called Exploding Dog:

Now picture this with the Beatle's Song Good Day Sunshine playing in the background, and you have a recipe for a fantastic morning ritual.

What has been up in the last 2 months... many many things. Some Good, some interesting. Some Growing Pains.

I have a very special man who I continue to learn new things about every day, and who made me breakfast on Valentine's Day - also happened to be our 6 month anniversary. Where has the time gone???

Another more up to date post will be coming. I promise. This is more a drive by post to remind myself I gotta keep things going.

Heard at Breakfast

Mom: I need to go print something, and use the bathroom.

Dad: Don't do both at the same time.

Later.....

Ring Ring Ring.

Dad: "Whats the matter, honey? Did you fall into the toilet? I told you not to do both at the same time. "

My parents are quickly becoming good entertainment.

It appears dad forgot JC The Donkey. Perhaps this is for the best.

Seattle!

I am spending the next few days in the Pacific Northwest. Oh how I have missed traveling.

It makes for long days, and there is the overpriced airport food, screaming kids, stiff chairs.

But it is a change of scene and a world you can immerse yourself in. A world where you see your life hitting a wall and breaking into others.

I am here primarily for some extremely long time coming family time. I had originally planned to rent a car and hit up Vancouver as I mentioned earlier. There was a small twinge when I got off the plane and realized how relatively close I am to several groups of friends I would love to see. It is only a few hours to Portland, only a few hours to Vancouver. Alas... it is not for this time.

But!

I am going to do everything in my power to spend Monday and the Museum of Flight. My mom goes back home Sunday afternoon, and so I think that I should be able to talk my dad into at least dropping me off. He works with airplanes and so I am sure while he might not realize I plan to spend 5-6+ hours there, he'd at least humor me and come along for an hour or 2.

And yes. Me. 6 Hours. Planes. Can you say true bliss?

Oh and the coffee. Don't even get me started on the coffee.