Oh, I would love to say that I have something wonderful and profound to share...but, I don't. Mike is out of town again, and while I have gotten more used to his traveling over the years, it's still not very fun. It's always a toss up as to how the girls are going to behave. Sometimes they are great, they work really hard to make the time go smooth. The vast majority of the time they make me want to hang them upside down by their big toes. This time has not been too bad, but being in North Carolina on a marine base with my honey still seems better at times.

A few weeks ago Mike was in Buffalo, New York for a job and he took some pictures of Niagara Falls. Maybe I watched Superman too many times and they digitally enhanced the falls (although I don't think they had that back then,) but they didn't seem all that great to me. Granted it is Buffalo in February, and I'm sure it's much better once the snow melts.
I have been blessed with the opportunity to travel with Mike on occasion. One of my first trips with him was to Hopewell, Virgina. Hopewell is how shall we say...where Emily came to be. That is why her middle name is Hopelyn. He He, my Mother has now gone about fifty different shades of red! Needless to say it was a great trip. We saw wonderful historic sites, and I was finally able to see the Atlantic Ocean for the first time. Up until this point in my life, the furthest east I had ever been was North Dakota!

Ok, so it's late and I will finish this little trip down memory lane later. Seeing how I am new to this blogging thing I am still working out all of the little kinks. So...click on the pictures above to see them in a larger format. Signing off for now, chat with you cool cats later!