October 30, 2004

Niagra Falls into BURLINGTON!!





Yesterday I woke up later than I had planned. I left Buffalo at around 10am and headed up to Niagra Falls. It was a fairly quick ride up. I would like to take a moment to talk about toll roads. There are so many blankety, blank, blank, blank toll roads between Illinois and Vermont that it is really annoying. I just hope that they use the money for roads or to pay workers who work hard maintaining the stupid toll booths. I have paid out many a $ to these tolls. Anyhow, I drove through a toll booth to get to Niagra Falls. The drive was quite lovely. The river was on my left as I headed North towards the Falls. When I got to the park, I paid $10 in parking and walked over to the information center. There, I took a staircase down to a park. The park's road winded around to the Falls. What a site I beheld! Niagra Falls is beautiful! It wasn't guady and touristy like I thought it would. The park was well maintained and though there were a few gift shops, they weren't like the amusement park image I had in my mind. I took a ramp up to an observation deck, where again, I was wowed by the Falls. It really was a spectacular site to behold. I got a few pictures (which I will post later) and even got another tourist to take one of me. I think that might become my Christmas card this year. Anyhow, I could clearly see the Canadian side. Though I wanted to cross over to Canada, I knew I would be able to do that once I got to Vermont. I still had a long drive ahead of me. So, after about an hour and a half, I left Niagra Falls.

The drive from Niagra Falls to Burlington was pretty mild. The weather was great. Clear skies most of the way. Some clouds here and there, but the temperature was mild. I drove across the whole state. I think I took Interstate 90. When I reached Albany, it was about 5pm. I thought I would get to Burlington by 8pm. I took the Interstate 87 north towards Canada. When I got to the Adirondak Mountains, I called my folks laughing at the mountains. "These are mountains? Ha!" I spoke too callously and shouldn't have scoffed. The mountains were impressive. The colors of the leaves were brilliant. There were vast forrests. There were lots of camping sites. Lake Placid (home of the Olympic training camp) resides there. There were lots of lakes. I even saw deer. As I drove I noticed that my gas guage was down to 1/4 of a tank. I had no idea how long it would take for me to reach the ferry in Essex. I was concerned about the time as well. The last ferry in Essex left at 7:30pm. I had no reception on my phone, so I couldn't call anybody to help me. I found the Essex exit and a gas station. I thought I would have plenty of time to get to the ferry, but it was pitch black except for the brilliant full moon. I drove and drove. I think I was in the little town of Essex, I really can't be sure. I saw a sign early on that said ferry. But I kept driving without any idea if I am going the right way. I eventually found the ferry at 7:15. Whew! Just in time.

The ferry ride to Vermont was about 20 minutes. When I got over to land, I called Tom and he directed me to his house. We talked for a bit and had a late dinner at Outback Steakhouse with Brock, our cute college boy waiter who just turned 30. (He was very chatty with us. I went to bed soon after we came back.

This morning, we went to breakfast at Denny's where I met who might possibly be my future husband. He's a chef/cook there. I will have to go back to find out more about him. Burlington is a lovely area. It is a cloudy and windy day. We checked out the office, which is so chic! Then I went with Tom to my new apartment.

The apartment is on Rose Street near downtown Burlington. There is a little market on the corner, and a laundromat about a block away. The apartment is smaller than the one I had in Glendale, but that just means I will have less crap to keep there. Bob and Chalotte live downstairs and are my landlords. I have my own entry and there is new carpet and paint on the walls. There is ample cupboard space and it has a bed and couch! They are loaning me their camping TV and will buy a microwave for me to use. They seem like great folks. Charlotte takes care of her grandchildren during the weekday and Bob is a trucker. I am moving in to the place this afternoon. By evening, I will be in my apartment!! Yippee!

It has been a great two weeks. I have so much to explore and to do - unpack, set up, get my mail figured out etc. Tom and I must get a move on my move.

Stay tuned for pictures and more on my adventures...

October 29, 2004

Good Bye Cleveland - Hello New York!





Tuesday night, I went out with Helen to her brother-in-law's restaurant, "SULLIVAN'S" (which is in Lakewood, should you stop by there...) They have the BEST cheese/potato appetizer thingy. I thought I should mention it, since it was so darn good. Ah, I am dreaming about it now!!

Thursday afternoon, Joe, Patrick, Helen and I played baseball for a bit before I took off for New York. It was so nice spending time with them. I look forward to seeing them again very soon.

The road to New York was pretty calm. I left at about 3pm and arrived in Buffalo at about 8pm. I stopped off for gas and a stretch a couple of times. When I got to Buffalo, I stayed at the Red Roof Inn. The accomodations were quite pleasant. I found an Italian restaurant that served hot wings and took them and a slice of pepperoni back to the hotel. I just HAD to eat pizza in New York and Buffalo wings in Buffalo! They were pretty good, too. While I dined, I watched Extreme Makeover on ABC. My friend Eliza Kotin was on it. I had gone to her reveal a few weeks earlier. It was interesting seeing the whole process from the viewpoint of somebody I actually know. Then again, that's Los Angeles for you. I know a few people involved with reality shows. Three are or were contestants, and the other two did/do production. I think I will miss that showbiz part of my life a bit. But with all that I have seen along my trip, I have more material for writing. That will propel me back into that world when I sell one of my screenplays.

I think I am going to bed soon. The plan for the next day is to stop off at Niagra Falls before heading to Vermont...

October 26, 2004

Ames to Chicago - still more fields



My journey from Ames to Chicago begins...

The road to Chicago was rather uneventful. I had a delightful time with my friend Michelle and her friends. I left Ames around 8am, as Michelle had to go for a marathon/walk/run. Not much happening on the road to Chicago. Imagine this... more fields. I even saw COWS!

I stopped off at places to gas up and eat lunch. I have to say that Nebraska is a better place for roadside rest stops. Who knew I would become such an expert? I had a good time listening to the local radio and a few CDs. I finished the DaVinci Code, and though I liked the first half of the story, I thought the ending was lame. Still, it was a nice change from music. I still have a bunch of audio books that I am excited about digging into.

I got to Chicago around 5:30pm. My Uncle George and Aunt Jean live in Elmhurst, which is a 'burb west of Chicago. Jean made me a yummy tuna sandwich and then we went swimming. We talked for hours and I think I went to bed around 10:30. In the morning, Jean and I went swimming again. It was neat meeting some of the people in her building. They were very friendly and chatty. We did excercises in the pool together. It was really fun. As Uncle George wasn't feeling well, Jean and I ate lunch in the building's dining hall.

I took off at around 3pm for Cleveland.

October 24, 2004

Denver to Ames... Aimlessly wandering?


Here's my journey from Denver to Ames. It took me about 13 hours to drive about 700+ miles. I did stop for food and a 30 minute nap. When I reached the edge of Colorado, I thought I would stop at Fort Morgan to check out a real fort. I also read in the guidebook that it was the home of famed bigband leader, Glen Miller. AND there was a MUSEUM!! Oh joy!

Fort Morgan. I got there at abomut 9:30 in the morning. Though the museum (attached to the library) wasn't set to open until 10, I was determined to see it. So I went into the library and began to read a book written by a juror on the Menendez trial (the first trial, that is.) The museum opened promptly at 10:00am. It was about the size of two large meeting rooms. There were fossils, antiquities from early settlers and various battles with Indians. There was a section of furniture from the mid-late 1800s. Then there was a more modern section which had displays about the agriculture and life of early 20th century Fort Morgans. Lastly was the Glen Miller exhibit. Hmm. I wasn't sure what to expect. I thought there would be a room with clothing, trumpets, sheet music, movie clips. Nope. In the same space as the other museum pieces was a 6'x6' display for Mr. Miller. There were records, bios, a trumpet case and a few photos. Not what I was hoping for. Nevertheless, I was glad to have stopped by. As I opened the door of the museum/library, I was slapped in the nose with the delicious smell of... manure. Yep. Cows in dem dar hills. Only there aren't any hills in this part of Colorado. It was so pungent it nearly knocked me over. I quickly dove into the car for safety.

The road to Ames, Iowa was a long one. The weather held up really nicely. There was a great section of road that was extremely foggy. That was cool. I danced with other cars and big rigs on the I-80. I ate (damn you Stacie and Gerry for those snackies!) and listened to some radio. Then I got tired of that and started one of the books on tape from Doug. The Divinci Code is a 5 CD set narrarated by some dude who can't do women's voices (with French accents) well. Still, it is interesting. I have about 30-45 minutes of the story left which I will start when I hit the road to Chicago tomorrow. I did manage to stop off in Omaha for dinner. I couldn't find a non-fast food place except in the Bluff Something or other Casino. I blew $10 on slots and had a mediocre burger.

As the journey to Ames was on the whole, very unexciting, I will move onto the events of today (Saturday.) My high school friend, Michelle Pressel, is in her third year of residency for vet school. She has two dogs (Kyo and Cedar) and two cats (Muossi and Mishka). When I pulled into her driveway last night, I was pooped. As we had a full day planned for Saturday, we went to bed around midnight. I slept very well in a bed with a lovely down comforter. Ahhhh.

Today we went for coffee and a muffin then off with friends to ride a train in Boone. Boone is a VERY small town. There is a dessert train that takes passengers on a two and a half hour ride to see the leaves change. Lovely leaves they were. I have cool pics of the leaves and railroad tracks that one day, I will post. We had cheese and crackers on the way up and cheesecake on the way back. Michelle had about 8 friends on the ride. There were also two babies. Cutest things! They were really good babies too. Kudos to the parents. After the delightful train ride, we came back and ate lunch. I had my first fried pickles. They were suprisingly good. It seems that the people of Iowa like fried food. Everything seems friend. I wonder if they have tried to fry lettuce? Well, after lunch, we picked pumpkins and went to another friend's house for pumpkin carving. I did a free-form fire-meets-falling-leaves while others chose to do patterns. Most of the people at the party are also vets like Michelle. There was little shop talk and everybody seemed to have fun. We watched a bit of the World Series which I enjoyed. There were snacks and cider. Yum. Now it is midnight and I have another 6 hour ride to Chicago in the morning.

Peace out for now.



OOooh! It's Amish... no wait, they are Menonites





I am tired of driving. At least with being in Cleveland, I am almost done with the trip. I only have a few hundred miles to go. I think about 500. I can do that in a day.

I arrived here in Cleveland at about 11:30 on Monday night. I have to say that I miss the organization and communication of Nebraska and Iowa. Plus, on the way to Cleveland, there are so many toll roads! What's with that? I am sick and tired of toll roads. I am saving all the reciepts even the ones that are a measly 40 cents. I plan on a big tax write off at the end of the year. I am even saving the Hardees reciepts. Hey, did you guys know that Hardee's and Carl's Jr. are the same place? I was at one and saw the star. The menu was almost exactly the same too. They did have a ham and cheese sandwich added on the menu which I don't think they have in Los Angeles. This is also where I saw the Memonites. There were three or four women and two men wearing garb that was similar to Amish. I have been told that they couldn't be Amish and were probably Menonites because Amish don't drive. The people entered a minivan and were eating Hardee's food. What has the world come to where the Menonite are indulging in fast food? It is a really sad state of affairs.

So, the road with all of it's toll booths and and rest stops was also uneventful. The weather has been extremely kind and clear all the way through. I think there was some rain back in Colorado, but it really has been amazing at how temperate the weather has been. I am so thankful.

I am staying with my friend Helen and her husband Michael and kids (Joe, Patrick and Mikey.) They live in a 'burb called North Olmsted. It is west of Cleveland. I was here in May for about a week. I love it here. The kids are so much fun to be with. Helen and I met in college. I would like to come back and visit soon.

In the mornings, Helen takes Joe (age 5) to school with Mikey (9 months) and I hang out with Patrick (age 4). We have played "Red Light, Green Light" and "Simon Says." It is hilarious playing games with Patrick because he dances to his own drum. He has a hard time getting the rules of a game down, so anything goes. Joe is all about following rules. He likes telling us when we aren't following the rules. Here is something really funny about Joe. Patrick and Joe and I were playing catch in the back yard (it's HUGE by the way) and Joe was commenting on how bad my throwing ability is. I said it's because I don't practice and I throw like a girl (I know, great to reinforce stereotypes. I am probably turning Joe into a male chauvanistic pig in 25 years.) Anyhow, he told me that I need to get a boyfriend or husband to show me how to do it right. I told him that I didn't have one and that he needs to get working on finding me one. He agreed to help though he commented that it would be hard since I am in Vermont and he is in Ohio. Still, he was willing to help out. I will keep you posted on his search.

The kids keep us hopping. It's a never ending job. I always appreciate the job that parents like Helen and Mike do. It is lots of work, that's for sure. These kids are really great. They all have such different personalities. I would write more, but it is dinner time. Michael is making a chicken thingy which smells delicious. I have to go play RLGL with Joe now.

Tomorrow I am leaving for New York. Not sure if I am stopping in Buffalo or Albany. We will see wherethe adventure takes us.

October 23, 2004

Denver

Thanks everybody again for the great gifts and coming to the party. I have eaten several things from the gift package (Stacie and Gerry) as well as listened to some of my gift cds. (I saved the books on tape for the Iowa drive. More on that in the following blog.) Tuesday I drove from Grand Junction to Denver. Again, I have pictures, but am unable to load them up. On my route, I saw a really cool rock formation that looked like a cougar or mountain lion. It flew by me and I wasn't able to get a picture. Believe it or not, it is hard to take pictures while one drives. The road to Denver was dandy. I bought some apples and plums from a road side stand. I have had two of the plums and they were delicious! The rock formations were awesome - so many colors! There were reds, yellows, browns and greys. There was one spot where the sedimentary layers were mainly reds and browns with a lone, flashy yellow-leafed tree in the foreground. I wish I had a picture of that. The Colorado River was spectacular. There were a couple of spots where it sprinkled, but for the most part, it was sunny and lovely.

Glenwood Springs is nestled in-between the grand walls of the Rockies. I wish I had been able to stop there for a jaunt in the springs. I did manage to pick up a hitchiker. Just kidding. I was at a rest stop there and asked a couple to take a picture of me by a sign. The woman asked if her husband could be in the picture, which I thought would make for a good story. We talked about traveling for about 10-15 minutes. They were from California too. On the way to Denver to visit their son. But the road is a long one, and I had to be on my way. Eagle was also a cosy town to drive to. I stopped there for a really exciting beef burrito from Taco Bell. I would like to say that my idea of PB&J sandwiches for the whole trip just never came to fruition. I am a little disappointed about that. I have eaten Arby's and Taco Bell. I am really tired of fast food. Every time I go eat at one of those crappy places, I think about Super Size Me, which you must see if you haven't. I think I have gained a couple of pounds from the "excellent" food choices I have been making. :-) Oh, another thing that I should point out about Eagle, is that it is the home of the notorious Kobe Bryant case. Hmmm. Mysterious.

I managed to get into Denver around 4:30, and went to ABC 7's building where my college friend, Debbie Stanley is a news producer. She showed me around the studio and I was able to sit in the control booth to watch the 5:00 news. That was pretty neat. She's been there for about three years. She's been in news for over 12 years. This is the first time I have seen her since college. After she got off of work, she took me around downtown where the capitol building is. She was a fabulous tour guide. We ate dinner at Macaroni Grill (there's one in Burbank) and chatted throughout the evening. I think we ended up going to bed around 11 or 12. Her condo is really comfortable and cosy. I felt quite at home there. Just for interest sake, I would like to mention that one of her neighbors was recently busted for running a meth factory in his apartment. She is one lucky lady. She also use to live fairly near Jeffery Dahmer, of serial murder fame. On Wednesday morning, she went to work and I did laundry (some of which was from before the drive.) I then went to the Denver Museum of Natural History and Science. I have to say that though Denver does a good job with museums, Los Angeles really has something on them. I have been spoiled by the likes of the La Brea Tar Pits and Los Angeles County Museum of Art. Still, Denver had a nice exhibit of dinos and stuffed animals. (I find the stuffed animals a little creepy, but I suppose those are the only ones of their kind that some people will see.) After the museum, I went to Lakewood, a 'burb of Denver. Michele DeAndrea-Austin, is another friend from college. I haven't seen her since just after her son was born. I had never met her husband until now. She is married to Lance and has two kids - Jake and Shelby. Though Jake was a little shy with me (I know, hard to believe a kid was shy with ME!) Shelby was as cute as a button. We had pizza and pie and chatted for a few hours. Then it was on to Aurora to visit my Aunt Kathi. Kathi and I were able to visit for about three hours before I got pooped and needed to retire. I hadn't seen her in about 10 years, so that was really nice.

It was a joy to visit with my friends and family. Everybody was so hospitable. Thanks Deb for letting me sleep at your house on such short notice. You are a gracious and super hostess!

That's about it for Denver. It was a swell time.

October 20, 2004

Denver? Anybody?

It is morning in Grand Junction. As I have about 4 hours of driving ahead of me to Denver, I must get on the road.

My revised schedule is as follows:
Wednesday to Friday morning = Denver
11 hour drive to Ames, IA on Friday
Friday to Sunday morning = Ames
5 hour drive to Chicago, IL.
Sunday to Monday afternoon - Chicago
Monday drive to Cleveland
Monday to Wednesday = Cleveland
Wednesday drive to Buffalo, NY
Thursday drive to Burlington, VT
Arrive late Thursday or Friday

I now have pictures to post. Just have to figure out how...
More when I get to Denver.

October 19, 2004

October 18
Good Bye Los Angeles… Hello Mesquite?

First I have to say that I work with a great bunch of kids at my church. VeAnn is the youth director and we (along with her husband Michael, and leaders Patrick and Stacie) have been working with these kids for several years. VeAnn asked the kids to say something about me. I mention this not just to toot my own horn, but to remind you (adults and kids alike) that people watch you and learn from you. I knew that was true, but hearing some of the things the kids said really touched me. They have been a great part of my world in the last couple of years. I will miss them a lot.

On Sunday night I co-hosted a spectacular party with Michael and VeAnn. There was lots of food, lots of people and lots of fun. I think there were about 30 of you there. I am so honored by your presence. Thanks you guys for the gifts, food and downright fantastic party. I have to say that as a hostess of many a party, this was one of the best. I wrapped up a bunch of gifts for a white elephant gift type game. The gifts ranged from movie tickets, fondue kit (new) and fancy photo frames to candy and cotton balls. Almost all of the stuff (except the candy) were things I either got as presents and never used or was going to give, but never did. It was fabulous. Even three year old Anna walked away with a satisfying gift… Altoids. I heard rumor that she actually liked them. Curiously strong enough for a three year old! Sheesh! For those of you who were unable to come, I hope that you will email me your information so we can stay in touch. I am sorry to have missed you.


My mom stayed the night to help me get the rest of the stuff together. (Thanks Mom!) We got about three hours sleep. VeAnn donated most of her anniversary day (The Lynch’s 2nd anniversary) to helping me pack and load. She did an amazing job. I could never have done it without her. Doug and his friend Eric came over in the afternoon to help take stuff to the storage unit. They had to make two trips, but got it all in. (Thanks again guys. I really appreciate it!) My car is so stuffed, I can barely move my right arm. And I thought I had paired back when I moved from a three bedroom house, to a two bedroom apartment to this one bedroom! I guess not. After they all left, it took me another couple of hours to get my paperwork together and get the last of the stuff out. I didn’t leave until about 7:30pm – only nine hours late from my desired time of departure.


The Road


Being on three hours sleep hasn’t helped my drive. I am thankful I arrived in Mesquite as I had planned. It was 3am, but better late than never. I had been advised to take the 5 freeway to the 14 to bypass construction that was possibly going on the 15 that I would normally take. I gassed the car up at Costco (I hope they have Costco in Vermont!) and heard two reports of a six car pile up on the 14. So, I thought I would take the Interstate 15 instead. It took me 45 minutes to go one mile. I could have swum that faster. Ha ha ha ha! After that torturous time, I continued on the exciting drive through San Bernadino and the desert. It was really dark out but I could see lots of big, puffy clouds. There were a couple of rain storms before I hit the main desert area. When I was driving through the desert I could see so many stars out. It was so beautiful. I slowed down (as there wasn’t anybody on the road with me) just so I could look at the stars. Magnificant display of nature. When I passed Barstow, I was getting really spacy (more than usual). I pulled over at a trucker’s diner/gas station and took a half hour nap. I was going to stop in Vegas, but managed to make it to Mesquite, as I had planned.



I parked the car in front of the casino’s side entrance. I hope all my stuff is there when I leave in a few hours. I gambled away some money (as one should do in a gambling state) and learned more about playing craps. That was really fun and interesting. Now that I have had my gambling fill for the year, my life can go on.

NEXT STOP… DENVER! Now I really must get a few hours sleep if I am going to get to Denver tomorrow (which is really today.) I don’t think I will be meeting up with friends Tuesday night. More on that tomorrow or Wednesday. I am looking forward to seeing the countryside in the light.



October 17, 2004

One more day. Yesterday's move was tiring, but went well. I had three people help me load up - Ron, Doug and Babs. Thanks to their hard work, I now have most of my stuff in storage. I now have to pack (and downsize) my Vermont stuff. There is so much I want to take with me. What I don't take will go into storage today or tomorrow.

This afternoon, I will be going over to Michael and VeAnn's house to co-host my farewell party. I will have a raffle, with some really great prizes. I am really excited to see people I haven't seen in years, like Julie Ris. I am going to make people wear name tags which are in the form of Christmas gift stickers. The "TO" is for their name, and the "FROM" is for how they know me. I think it will be fun. Some people are bringing food, some are bringing their kids. I will be taking lots of digital pics.

Another posting tonight, now that I have my laptop set up with my ISP.

October 15, 2004

Three Days and Counting

I am leaving in three days. Monday evening I will be well on my way to Vermont. I have all of my maps together and have contacted my peeps across the country announcing the arrival of Mrs. Han Solo the Adventurer.

I don't think anybody is really looking at this page. It really isn't that exciting right now. As I am using the library's computer, I can't download pics. It sucks. I really need to get things going with my laptop. But if you knew.... If you really knew just how much stuff I have to pack, you would have a heart attack. As I look back on Aunt Gloria (see earlier post) I think that can't be me. I learned how to hoard from my mother. She was a hoarder as was her mother before her and her mother before her. It's in my blood. My friend Gail has been very helpful in getting me to purge things. I still have so much to do - the bedroom, kitchen and living room. Out of those three, the livingroom is the farthest along. Bedroom comes in a close second. Kitchen hasn't been touched. Procrastination is my middle name.

The car is in the shop and won't be ready until Saturday. My brother and mother will be bringing it down for me on Sunday. I wish I had the car sooner. Nothing I can do about it now. I just hope and pray it makes it to Vermont.

I hear that my apartment in Vermont is partially furnished. I don't know how long I will be sleeping on my air mattress and lounging in my camping chairs. I plan (ha ha ha) to lead a very minimalist life in Vermont. I am bringing CDs, computer and clothes. That's about it. Not much more to it.

Okay, there is a dude (40ish) ppsst-ing in the library to get the attention of his friend or maybe one of the librairans. Can't tell. He waves at them. KNOCK IT OFF. Can I tell you how annoying that is to me? The library is not for ppssting. He and his kid are both using the computers. Look Pops, I think it's time for you to invest in a computer at home so you can ppsst all you want with your family. I pray to get DSL when I get to Vermont. Maybe I could offer him the extra computer I have? No. I don't think I will.

I am glad to not be commuting to McElroy anymore. The drive was rather long and taxing on my patience and car. I do want to thank all of you McElroy people who took me out my last night. I really appreciate it. (yes, pictures to follow one of these days...)

While I was taking a break from packing, I watched Step Into Liquid, which is an awesome surf film. If you haven't seen it, you really should. I now wish I had seen Riding Giants (another surfing film) while it was in the theaters. If it was anything like Step Into Liquid, it would have been worth seeing in the theater.

Enough for tonight. I am sure you are yawning and saying to yourself that you will delete this from your favorites.

October 14, 2004

Moving is Hell...

So yesterday, I didn't sleep in because the electrician was coming to fix the heater which has been broken for months. Yes, nothing like the last minute to get things done. Anyhow, he was at the apartment by 7:45 am. I began packing. Boy do I have lots of crap. It reminds me of a story about my friend's Aunt Gloria....

Gloria lived in a bit of a slum apartment. She was a heavy smoker and a pack rat. When she died, her nieces were responsible for sorting through the piles of things. The carpet had about 3 inches of dirt. The walls, curtains and window shades were yellow as a result of her multi-pack smoking habit. She had cans of unopened sugar and flour. She had boxes that contained unopened presents. Overall, it was a nightmare (much like my own apartment but without the smoke and 3 inches of dirt on the orange shag.) The best thing she left was about 300 records, mostly 45s. Elvis, the Beach Boys and the Beatles still in their original covers - mint condition. True, I may not be quite as bad off as ol' Gloria, but it reminds me of how much stuff I do have.

Today I had my friend Gail come over and help me help myself get rid of some of the junk. I also have the Salvation Army arriving on Monday to take a load of furniture away. Hallelujah! I have so much packing left. I am borrowing my neighbor's internet, so I have to go. Time's up. More on this exciting part of my adventure tomorrow.

I have managed to find some hearty prizes for the raffle I am having at my farewell party Sunday. Stay tuned. Pictures will come soon...

Peace out.


October 12, 2004

Today is my last day at McElroy, Inc. I have been here for a little over three months. I just got a job in Vermont and have to drive out there. It will be quite an adventure.

This is the place where my friends, family and former co-workers can check out all of the wonderous adventures - the excitement, the pain, the joy, the sorrow, the laughter, the pictures, the smells, the garbage known as Mrs. Han Solo's life.

If you want to get in touch with me, you can email me. I am not sure how often I will be able to blog or write back, but drop a line.

Mrs. Han Solo