Shortly after returning from a quick visit in Seattle with #1 son, I was expecting my Swedish "sister" to come for a visit so I had to clean house. Ick. As long as no one disturbs the dust, all is fine. Once I started the cleaning was brutal. She arrived and stayed with us a week before we headed off to our 50th class reunion in Texas. Because the drive wasn't going to be long enough, we added in a side trip to Grand Tetons. Luckily, they contained the fires and reopened the gate south out of Yellowstone. The Tetons are spectacular.
A couple of days later we arrived at the reunion. A bunch of other older people. The bartender at the party was impressed by our general energy and especially some of the moves on the dance floor. He decided maybe older people are not dull after all.
Sadly the town I went to high school in has deteriorated in the past 50 years. One of the major employers closed after an explosion. Oil and gas prices are way down. The downtown businesses are few. The movie theater is closed. We went by my old house and it has not been cared for. On the brighter side, the people are as nice and friendly as ever.
I put my sister on a plane and headed home. Two days on the road but I managed to avoid traffic issues (except for Denver which always seems to be a driving nightmare). Now I am home and can't remember how to get a picture from my camera onto this blog. I think I'll go take a nap instead.