mixed feelings...but mostly good

After 12 days, roughly 4 hours and....who knows about many minutes, it still has not hit me that northern Texas is my new home. The house has been unpacked, every last box broken down, every picture put up, every piece of clothing put away and yet as I sit here watching Tropic Thunder - which, by the way, is a very vulgar movie, I feel like I'm on a not-so-relaxing vacation. Could be the fact that both our cars have their California plates and I've yet to get a Texas driver's license. But what has hit is how FAR AWAY we are from family who used to be a 5 minute drive away. People I've depended on, complained about, laughed with, cried with, played jokes on (Joe sorry about that whole Craig's List thing) are now like....lots and lots of miles away. The only thing that keeps me from continuing on the random spurts of crying that accompanied me on the drive down here are my kids and husband.

Having that said, I'm a firm believer that everything happens for a reason. Therefore I know the Big Man upstairs would not have dragged us all the way down here to see a few awesome thunderstorms; although that is an added bonus. My only hope now is that our family will decided to throw all their possessions into their cars and make the Lone Star State their permanent residence. But if I hold my breath waiting for that to happen Adam would find me passed out blue on the living room floor. So, I'm also a firm believer of not dwelling on the things you can't change so.... as the great Forrest Gump would say, that's all I have to say about that.

Now on to bigger and better things: The shootout at the O.K. Corral.

No, I'm not going to give you a history lesson. What I am going to give you are a few pictures of our little detour to Tombstone, Az.

For those of you who've seen the movie these will make sense. for those of you you haven't these probably look like nothing more than a couple of old headstones.

We missed the reenactment by only 20 min. sadly i was the only one our group who thought that would have been cool to see.



Just a really cool old building. They're closed on Wednesdays. Guess which day we happen to be there...



Apparently Wyatt Earp is alive and well



If adam's not careful I might leave him for this guy

Now that that's taken care of i need to give a shout out to people miss so much i can't hardly stand it: My sister (always), my boys (J & J), grandma and grandpa and miss ray lynn. Oh, and those cool california breezes.

stay tuned for more...