I'm OUTTA here!

Hello, there. I'm back. You may or may not have noticed, but I've been away from the blog world for quite some time. A very long time, in fact, as far as keeping up with a site like this is concerned. Well, let me tell you why. I was moving. It was a long process. On Friday, the final things in our house were packed and (somewhat) organized. The following day, in lovely 110 degrees weather, we took eight hours to pack all our belongings (and believe me, that is a LOT of stuff) into the 24-8-12 foot moving truck. When we had finally finished packing everything, and were sore, tired, hungry, sweaty, and feeling as if our arms were about to fall off, we decided to move the truck out of the way, as it was backed up our sidewalk.
   Here's the great part: we couldn't find the keys. We searched the entire house from top to bottom, left to right, and nook to cranny. And wouldn't you know it? They had been packed up due to a slight mishap that had occurred hours before. The small desk they had fallen into had ALSO been packed into the truck.
   You can imagine our frustration.
   Three grunts, six groans, a push and a heave, and four gallons of sweat later, the truck was halfway unpacked, and we found the keys.t The following morning, we left late (11:00 AM), and didn't arrive at our first stop until 9 o'clock that evening, including a one-hour backwards time transition.
   There were three of us crammed into the cab of the moving truck. And that was the comfortable ride. The other two us (myself and my mum) were packed into a small car, with two large dogs, one cat in a large cage, eight bags, three baskets, a cooler, two sacks of food, topped off by the smell of fresh animal droppings (which may not be the right word; I'm really feeling it with 'smathering,' regardless of the fact that it doesn't actually exist) across six states, over the course of 30 hours spread across three days (Sunday-Tuesday).
   Even though it was a difficult, uncomfortable, and smelly trip, there were many fun things that occurred during that time (like jamming out to two full CDs of the Beatles, viewing the scenery, making fun of some of the ridiculous town names, etc.), and the new place was totally worth it all.
   As much as I *ahem* "enjoy" moving across the country, I can't say I'll be doing it again anytime soon. Cheerio.

I think this was a pile of rocks in Wyoming... I can't remember.

This is our cat, Foofoocuddlypoops, otherwise known as Kitty, or Lil' K Foofs (that's his street name.) sleeping in his cage.

More pretty mountains somewhere in either Wyoming or in  Idaho. Maybe Utah.

I like the mountains, what can I say?

I'm a brilliant photographer, obviously. (Not really. I just said it. It makes me feel... Special. :D)

This is a place in Oregon called Multnomah Falls. It is utterly beautiful, and completely free to visit. SCORE!

(Sorry for the bad picture quality, they were taken from my phone, which is cheap.)