Two weeks from today, Mark and I will be in Vancouver, boarding a boat heading to freakin' Alaska. Kind of hard to visualize. I'm looking forward to it. My life doesn't have much adventure to it, and, well, here's a chance. We'll be Jeeping up a mountain, hiking along a glacier, canoeing a lake, exploring a rainforest, frisbee golfing by the ocean, and of course, hunting for musk ox wool.
Between now and then, there are a million things to do. My oldest baby is going to be graduating from Kindergarten on Thursday. Back in October, I'd have sworn he was going to be the first ever Kindergarten drop-out, but he's really blossomed. Today is confirmation at church, and their preschool graduation. Funeral on Tuesday. BIL's are visiting this next weekend. Matthew has an evaluation with our OTs. Maybe the school will call about CME's enrollment. That's doubtful.
And somewhere in there we have to figure out what to pack, and what to pack it all in. I'm planning on lots of layers. What's worrying me is what yarn to take, and whether my needles will be confiscated in the airport. TSA says they're fine, but security people don't always see logic when faced with such formidable villains as Mark and myself.
Love all!
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