I am home. Back in Yuma that is. We had a very long vacation - you can check out Sarah's blog for info on that as she already wrote it and I don't want to be redundant. So here's a funny story. The washing machine repairman came today and while he was here I fell down the stairs. Now, I know this won't surprise any of you but it hurt and now I think I should move my bed to the living room and not come up stairs anymore as I cannot appear to handle it.
Further more, the upstairs toilet is broken. Really broken. And maintence still hasn't come to fix it. It is a good thing we have two.
The house is in disarray, there is stuff everywhere and while we should be unpacking we are blogging and catching up on e-mail. Even though we are leaving for Vegas on Saturday for a week. Oh well, all in good time I guess.
Oh yeah... we stopped in St. Louis to see the Arch! It was so fun to see it in person and go up in it. When I get the pictures back I will post them.
Now to open a box - the fun begins.
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