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bye snow, hello sand

Tomorrow morning at the very crack of dawn we're heading to the airport. We've had snow for a week now and so it might take a bit longer than expected to make it to Thailand with flight delays and such. But Lord willin' and the creek don't rise we'll be there by Saturday night.

I don't imagine I'll do much or any blogging while in the land of sun and smiles. We'll be back home on February 12.

At this point I don't want to even imagine coming back home but probably by that point I'll be ready. It's good to leave and it's good to return.

Wherever you are, enjoy your winter. I know I'll be enjoying mine.

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