The bowl of peanut butter captn crunch for midnight dinner was a mistake. I'll just say that. It is one of those bad decisions that lead up to this point, in which it is five am, I haven't gotten a wink of sleep, i am listening to iron and wine, and i am googling savannah, georgia, and t. rex aprons.
Kids, let this be a lesson on the dangers of sugary cereal.
We are leaving for former home (and much-maligned, news item) Arizona on Tuesday. Excited all around. Zdizislaw can't wait to meet his extended family. The millienum falcon (our new passat wagon) is excited (we are telling him Arizona is Tatooine). I am excited to:
1) Not wake up to air that is 90% water, 5% residual meat stank, and 5% bad karma.
2) Drink a vat of Salerno's tomato sauce. Drools.
3) Nosh on some vegan food at green and (hopefully) mint.
and most importantly:
4) See all our friends and family that we have missed so much.
See y'all in 4-5 business days.
PS Posting some of my Glenwood Springs, CO picks. My summer vacation that was much too short. I took the Amtrack down to Glenwood, through the canyons and amber waves of grains, for my grandparents 50th anniversary. Everyone in my family was there (plus what im pretty sure were "anniversary crashers").
Pic 1: Me and nephew Luke writing in the sand of the roaring fork river, one of my favorite places when I was little
