mysfit's triumphant return

hello hello hello


i have missed the fish with surprising intensity in the week of my absence. i realize i told no one (NO ONE) that i was leaving for a week-long trip through the lone-star state and i'm not sorry. but i had a fun trip full of chaos, kids, food and livestock... yes folks, livestock. (don't worry, i return to CO with no more of an accent than I left with, though will one more pair of boots.)

i look forward to regaling you with harrowing tales of cowboys and chickens and factory people:
and why it's vindicating to have a 2-month-old fall asleep in your arms (careful "they're catching" - no no nononono way) and how much the analogy prevalent in the chronicles of narnia gets obnoxious in later books (audio books are the best for 16-hour drives)...

i'll tell you what - you just keep your pretty little faces tuned to the fish and the tourist for more adventures and photographic proof of my journey through the panhandle.



(p.s. there will also be more imaginary adventures coming out of the chaos journals, if you're not careful...)

oh and HAPPY HOLIDAYS!

mysfit signing out