Oh what a difference a day makes.
My two day trip to Arizona felt hurried, with no moment to just calm down and enjoy my surroundings.
But a three day weekend trip to Oregon. Oh, just the thing I needed.
Three days and (a narrowed down list of) three beautiful things.
1) Snowshoeing! My new favorite sport! The snow was powdery and soft. The air was crisp and clean. And I never fell down. Not even once. Okay, once...but that was on purpose.
2) Enjoying a new place and adding Eugene to my list of possible living destinations. It's green and cold and an hour from the snow. It's not a definite, but it's certainly a place I would consider.
3) A peaceful drive there and back, through snow and dark and some beautiful weather, as well. I've also now officially driven WG's car. There was no way I was going to let him drive 10 hours all by his lonesome! Still, after a hectic trip involving airports a week ago, I was more than happy to hop in a car and go on a little roadtrip.
4) okay...one more...being served by the bassist for the Cherry Popping Daddies. Seriously, those dudes don't make enough money. Still and all, it was kind of a treat to get my Philly Cheese Steak from a bass guitarist holding a baby (I don't think the baby had anything to do with him being a musician...).