the final countdown

Exactly one week until our first visitor! I will try to keep the exclamation points to a minimum…but seriously, SO excited! We carry our homesickness with care and keep it light. Whenever we sit at our table, we treasure hundreds of dinner conversations, laughing until breathless, and sharing futures. We miss fire pit talks, c-time dates, game nights, and tv show obsessions – FNL anyone?! We have met some fabulous people here and are very thankful for the ways they have blessed our lives. But…there’s something about sharing life with people who stand by you no matter what or how far you move away. Looking forward to seeing more faces in the coming years…summers here are awesome…just saying.

We do feel at home here. Things are becoming familiar. We are getting used to various quirks like: it takes three weeks to actually get your drivers license…in the mail; I get carded everywhere I go; driving 70mph at a minimum; the mailman comes whenever he wants; everyone is nice; no one is in a hurry (talking to you mailman); dogs are allowed in all stores – even ones that look like wolves; trucks are stacked and pimped and if yours isn’t…well… All of these things are endearing and so often make us laugh. It’s a small town and that’s what we agreed to. We are running into people we know at the store which is surreal – there’s a comfort there – makes us feel at home. So future visitors – know that we can’t wait to have you, can’t wait to show you around and can’t wait to lock you in our basement!

the road’s end

3,000+ miles, eleven states and seven days later, we have arrived safe and sound. What an awesome trip – this country is freaking amazing! We saw a heard of buffalo, prong horns, cows [a lot of them], a dead coyote, two different types of sheep and a bunch of hawks. Such an epic experience.

After a lot of difficult, tear-filled goodbyes, we headed South. Our first top was Tennessee to visit family…I have some of the coolest family. They all live on a 187 acre farm, each in unique, self-made homes some from scratch or from moving old homes onto new foundations. They raise cows, goats and horses. The kitchen counters are scattered with fresh picked figs, almonds, walnuts, eggs, and farm raised meats. They are so generous and there’s never a dull moment. The day we arrived their water pump broke and there was a spaghetti pot with potable water for washing, brushing and flushing…for five people. Thankfully it was fixed by morning. My Uncle, who is also an ER doc, and cousin stayed up till 1 in the morning repairing the pump. These were the only two days my Uncle had off after a 36 hour hospital shift! Farm life. We left with a box of homemade zuchinni relish, garlic marinating with hot peppers [can’t open for 2 years], a hot pepper medley for fish tacos, kettle corn, and hummus. Score! From there we drove three hours west to Franklin, TN to visit very dear friends – we had the best time carving pumpkins, trying to update each other on the last seven months [in less than 24 hours], and the guys had a ball creating cocktails. I love them a lot.

After a delightful time in Franklin our real trip West began. We drove through Kentucky, Illinois, Missouri, Kansas, Colorado, Wyoming, Montana and ended in Idaho. We are SO tired, we both need to see a chiropractor, Lil Buddy is done with car rides for awhile, and adjusting to the three hour time change is proving difficult.  Still so pumped to be here. I hope to have my wits about me by Wednesday…thankfully it’s set to snow so I will only be able to relax.

I hope to have the pictures up soon!