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We're tired, exhausted really. And our home resembles an overstuffed storage unit with boxes stacked floor to ceiling. Still, the operative word in the last sentence would be home. Our home. We made it.
I'll be blogging more from our trip later this week but I wanted to post a quick shot of the view from our new place. It feels good to be here.
Happy Monday,
Michelle
Hello from Memphis...Y'all. We pulled into the home of country music around 11p last night and could not have been any more relieved to see a bed. In our hotel room. Can you even believe it? As we speak I'm watching an early morning rerun of T.J. Hooker where William Shatner is uncomfortably young looking. I was completely unaware that at one point in time he didn't actually resemble a prehistoric dinosaur. What was that? Oh, you didn't know either? Crazy.
Before I start offending people (I apologize if you thought Shatner was a real dreamboat), I'll leave you with a quick picture from our first day on the road. The following shot is of Colton McGiver-ing our car so it could be towed. Behind our rental truck. On the tow trailer we bought minutes earlier. He's even removing the drive shaft (<<< did you see that? That was me using a car term) in the parking lot of the trailer store! Ohhhh world, we are the essence of class.
And on that note, we're on the road again. We just can't wait to get on the road again (e'rybody now!)...
P.S. Oddly enough, Heather Locklear hasn't seemed to change a bit since the days of T.J. Hooker. I find this to be both impressive and incredibly disturbing.
It's official. Last night Colton and I started the 2700 mile trek to our new home. While we had a painfully tardy start and are driving a vehicle 28ft. longer than anticipated, we're still smiling. Partially because the truck/trailer/truck contraption we're driving is akin to the Beverly HillBilly's meets an 18 wheel semi truck. But also because we like each other and the thought of spending a week adventuring across the country sounds fun to us. Speaking of people who like each other, last week we were graced with the company of Colton's parents. We spent a whole week drinking strong coffee, talking about ridiculous things Colton did as a kid, and exploring the areas the Cross's enjoyed when they lived here. While our attempts at being stealthy photographers were entirely in vain, we did manage to get a few shots of the happy couple during our last walk on the beach. If there was a word that encompassed being beautiful, cute, lovey, and happy I would totally use it to describe Neal + Kristy. Something like, beauticutalovappy? Yeah, like that.
Happy day,
Michelle