tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14990613.post-53943748613702965842008-07-14T10:17:00.000-06:002008-07-14T10:17:54.794-06:00I hope you readers and other hangers on like blue. I needed a change. I've only changed my pants with this blue. Eventually I plan on changing my entire outfit. Maybe I'll wear something daring enough to be dry clean only instead of the usual, "I'm preparing for my kids to throw food and mud on me" templates.<br /><br />Or maybe not. I'm still potty training.<br /><br />***<br /><br />Tomorrow Justin and I pack up the hoard and drive to a more in the middle of nowhere place than we already live for some sort of vacation. <br /><br />We are going to dig in the dirt. Woohoo! Why go to Disneyland when there are thousands of acres of dirt just waiting to be dug into? They don't let you dig in the dirt at Disneyland. They don't even let you splash water on the Pirates of the Carribean ride. We want to cover ourselves in twelve layers of dust. We want to breathe it and eat it and spread it all over our tent. We want to be the dust. BE THE DUST!<br /><br />We're going rockhounding and opal mining. Manicures be damned. Mouse ears be damned.<br /><br />We'll be home in a few days. Gert winnah announced then.Becky..AMHWhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14367710044518218570noreply@blogger.com