I fly out today to meet Lindsey and take a trip through Utah for the week. I am both wickedly excited and terribly apprehensive. The last time I flew by myself was when I flew to Alaska in 1997. It's been a while. Lindsey had planned this trip to use up a ticket she had from the year before, and I decided to crash her party. Evan had the week relatively free so he could watch the kids, and we're haven't-reached-the-winter-doldrums rich right now, so it all came together. After we bought the ticket, Evan got a job he wanted Dana's help on, so it turns out Dana and Marilyn will be out here for the week, but I'm impressed Evan at least was willing to be the only parent for a week!
I'm hoping to return with a jillion beautiful pictures of the scenery, so I figured I should upload a few of the ones from normal life before I left. I don't know if I'll ever get around to posting the pictures I have from October, but here are the November pictures.
That seems like a fascinating place to end-- on a slightly blurry picture of someone's neck rash.
Now, to go finish packing. We'll be doing some hiking, maybe some camping, so I have no idea if I am packing the right things, but I figure I can't go wrong with great quantities of socks and underwear. Cheyenne went to PA with the Vaughans, so she won't be back until I'm gone, which is sad-making. I'll have to hug the other three extra long and have them pass the hugs on!