The chickens are stressed. I’m only finding 1 or 2 eggs per day instead of our normal 4 to 5. The 1 or 2 I find have been in trash cans and old Land Cruisers…obviously, the birds are a bit ruffled. They know we’re leaving.
Rylie has no warm clothes that fit her 8 month-old string bean of a body. AND, she’s boycotting solid food right now.
So, here’s the plan: we leave tomorrow afternoon. We hope to make it to Cheyenne, Wyoming in 24-30 hours and then continue on to Yellowstone for a few days of camping. Then we’ll move on up to the middle of Glacier for a few days. Then, we’ll reverse to Whitefish, Montana for the last 4 days and stay in a condo with my sweet baby brother, his wife, and my parents. We’ll be back, Lord willing, July 29th. Friends are coming for the next two weeks to stay at the Shoebox and love on J-Bird and Abe…thank you thank you and thank you again.
I cleared the library out of audiobooks. A little Sherlock Holmes, a little Anne Lamott, and a little Dickens for the road. Here is the question: does listening to an audio book count as reading the book? Can I say I’ve ‘read’ David Copperfield when I’ve finished listening to all 30 of the audio cds? It’s a fierce battle of opinion. I say yes. Yes yes yes. Bring it on. I’m ready for you.
I’ve got Leann Rimes’ Nothin’ to Do rollin’ through my head. That girl has some serious pipes. And the video (where did I see the video???)…it’s awesome. So creative…so 40s…so great.
We love you all. Most of you will receive a phone call while I’m driving through Nebraska and bored out of my mind. Please send happy travel thoughts Westward.
I’ll talk to you again August 2!
Peace out, Girl Scout.