Today is the day! Tom and I are heading down to Jacksonville, Oregon for a little family reunion - or union, for the most part. We'll be meeting our 3 new nephews (1 month, 6 years, 10 years) an our new brother-in-law, as well as my Dad's fiancée and possibly her daughter. Whew!
We have quite a day ahead of us beforehand though finishing wrapping (we'll be spending Christmas scattered around at in-laws places and are exchanging gifts early) and packing. I have to start an English term paper that will be due shortly after I return. (And yet, I'm writing this instead. Strange.) I also have dishes to do and classes to attend. Tom won't be home until around six so we're getting a late start. We still haven't cleaned out the car - poor Tom lives out of it during the day. And often night, actually - it's full of clothes, containers, important papers trampled on the floor, plus anything any of his crew leaves in there. But we're giving Lane a ride down to her family and we need the space.
So with one thing and another we'll be rolling into J-ville around bedtime, missing dinner at La Fiesta and probably Amelia, Jesse and the boys, but with any luck Levi will be up for a feeding and will get to marvel at him for a bit before we turn in.
Oh, I'm so excited! All of Thursday and Friday spent relaxing and enjoying my family, new and old. And eating! Man! It's gonna be good. Saturday we'll get to hang out as long as we want, just as long as we get back home for church on Sunday as we're scheduled in the nursery (consolation after leaving my little nephews).
Good news! Our, uh... thing-a-ma-jig came in the mail yesterday! I'm now able to put my pictures on the computer - plus it's quite a cool little device to look at.
Here is one of my favorite pictures from our first anniversary trip on the coast. We stopped at this beach by chance and I was so happy we did - it was gorgeous in a grey way that I love. It had a kind of lush-bleakness. It was wonderful.
Can you believe how white that patch of sky was? The sky was incredible. Against a white background the sky in this picture completely disappears. But I think maybe Tom wonders why I took a picture of rocks (though he'll deny it).
We have different photographic inclinations - I could not get him to stop (forced) smiling at the camera! My Grandma, bless her sweetest of hearts, was always snapping pictures - the only photo-documenter in the family. But she was always sending us tons of photos of ourselves looking into the camera and "smiling" in some random cluster of loved-ones. And we'd all think, "What are we gonna do with all these?"
But the candids I own I look at over and over and over again - who took those?
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