The ride back to Utah

Sometimes the ride can be the adventure in itself. This was pretty much what the whole ride back to Utah looked like. At times it was a little scary, at times a little annoying, (that would be the whole "ticket" incident) and at other times, I was just plain mad. I offered to drive since Phil had driven the whole way there. We had a number of causulties.... in the way of the dumb little birdies that thought it was a better idea to eat the salt off the road than to worry about the big green car coming at them. And it never helps when you have a calvary in the back asking me why they keep flying into the windshield. (Wish I had an answer for that one??)

But, as in most things in life, there was happiness and fun along the way. Happiness for the two that were FINALLY quiet. And the fun always comes when we spend time as a family.

Through all the things we have been through the last week or so with Phil losing his job, poor little Jenica and her forever skin problems, and my happy news about oh, give it six months or you can go ahead and call the surgeon now since it has been longer than six months, the sun will always shine again in the morning and there will always be laughs in the days to come. What more could we ask for???