Day 264...You have arrived

So we loaded up the family and headed north.  We drove, and only stopped four times to use the bathroom or throw-up. (Note to self, do not give a 3 year old a giant Gatorade until his bladder grows...and investing in motion sickness bracelet's for sissy might be worth it.) The trip up was exhausting, the packing and prep even more so...


Then the voice of the navigation system. It was choppy and robotic, but do you know what she said?

You. Have. Arrived.

Bitch knows what she's talkin' about.

We spent a wonderful fun-filled weekend enjoying the McCall winter carnival and all that lovely little town has to offer.  We had a blast and are high on life and mountain air.  We are so fortunate to have such a beautiful haven to visit, relax, unwind.
The snow sculptures were in celebration of "100 years of McCall".  The closing ceremony fireworks were some of the best I've ever seen.  Rhys laughed his way through the entire fireworks display!
So after sledding, eating, laughing, and lots (and lots) of hot chocolate it was time to head home.  Bye pretty, peaceful cabin.
Tonight we return home and amid the mess of a suitcase heaped with dirty laundry and a bedroom begging for a four-hour cleaning blitz, I heard another voice, but instead of the robotic GPS, it was another spoken quietly within me.

You. Have. Arrived.
Home. To messes and to-do lists, but to where I belong.  Let the week begin!