Home again, Home again, Jiggety-jig

I'm home safe and sounds. I'm not the greatest flyer in the world. And for some reason all our flights were turbulent. I kept telling myself it was no different than driving on a bumpy road. The thought didn't really comfort me, cause, you know, the road was far below us. But I kept chanting it still the same.

Things went well with The Greatest and his interview. He's got a phone interview next week. And if that goes well he'll have to fly out one more time for some final processing. And if that goes well we will be moving across the country. There's still lots that could go wrong. But we're hopeful.

We did enjoy our week without the children. We laughed. We ate relaxing quiet meals, two of which took place in actual restaurants. We logged some time in the hotel pool where I actually got to swim instead of just swinging kids around in the water. We went to bed late, and slept in late in the mornings. We've never had a honeymoon, or taken a vacation together, so this was a real treat. We must do this more than once every eight years.

The Greatest even tried to take me to yarn stores. One store we just couldn't find. Another store was closed even though their hours said they were supposed to be open. The third had an amazing selection. They stocked yarn I'd only read about. They had low end acrylic as well as high end silk yarn. I could have spend my children's college fund in this store. But we were there 45 minutes and in that entire time I couldn't get a sales person to talk to me. So we left empty handed. Which is just as well. I am on a yarn diet. I tried to organize my newly acquired stash the other day.



It's just out of control. Mind you I'm not complaining about it. I've got knitting to keep me busy for at least a year.

We did one more exciting thing on our trip. We took a day (and it took almost the entire day to get there) and drove to the Grand Canyon.



I knew the Grand Canyon was big. I mean it's called the GRAND CANYON for goodness sakes. But I was not prepared for how FREAKIN BIG it is. You can't see the other side. I thought it was going to be deep (and it was) but I wasn't prepared for how wide it is. And they don't have a fence around it. You can just walk right up to the edge of the canyon and fall in if you're so inclined. In an uncharacteristic display of bravery I climbed out on this ledge with The Greatest.



Not the second ledge in the picture, but the first one. The closer one on the right. The one with the sharp drop off.

I wanted to take a picture of my feet hanging over the edge for my blog. But this was as close as I could get.



Notice how tightly I'm holding The Greatest's hand in the side of the frame.

The Greatest has no fear, so he walked right up to the edge.



Crazy man.

It was a long drive in the car. I got sunburned, and my legs were sore from all that walking. And it was worth it.



A big Thank You to Maw-Maw and Paps for making this trip possible. Make no mistake the kids had a great time without us. I don't know who was more reluctant to go home, us or them. So Thank You Maw-Maw.