no place I’d rather be

Traveling to Washington for my sister’s wedding means driving from the 209 to Yakima, Washington – 11+ hours of driving according to Google maps – with 8 stops along the way.

Yes, eight stops.

Traveling with this crazy. Now can you imagine why 8 stops a long the way? Add the crazy Oregon drivers traveling along Interstate 97 at the break neck speed of 50 mph and the road closure at 5:30 PM with literally one lane of a highway open for one mile with NOTHING GOING ON but a mile of road cones, and it ended up being a 16 hour adventure.

But you know what? It was a day spent with my favorite, crazy Hazey-Face, her mama and darling daughter #3. A day with great music, new and old…um, Hanson?

Yes, Hanson.

An attack grasshopper.

No, really.

Abby will never invite a grasshopper along for the ride ever again. Ever.

It was an adventure. But like the poet Rihanna sings, when I am with you there’s no place I’d rather be. Truly.

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