We were going to go to Bronner's and take bets on how long it would take Anders' eyes to roll up into the back of his head, but as (his) luck would have it, we ran out of time due to the siren call of all the outlet stores at Birch Run. I sound like someone who lives for shopping, if you judge by what we seem to be spending the most time doing during this vacation, but really it's only because I haven't been home to the States in over 2 years, and we saved up the wish list, and the dollar is hurting and there are sales EVERYWHERE! :)
The alarm is going off at 4:45 in the yawning tomorrow as we have to leave at 5:30 for the airport to catch my 8:25 a.m. flight. Bastidges! I didn't sleep hardly a wink last night, so am very tired and hope to crash momentarily. I'm heading to Oregon for the next 6 days, to reunite with my 14-year-old self and my best, best buddies from a very good time in my life. Updates will be, most likely, non-existent, unless Becky has a computer at home, which I'm not sure of, and even then, I doubt I'll have time.
tired