Post Script

It turns out that "TTFN California" is a story with a beginning and an end. This story has reached its end, and it is time for a new story to be told. If you are visiting this website for the first time, I recommend that you start all the way back at the beginning in June 2007 with our reason-defying cross-country trip. If you want to hear more musings from Exploding Poptart, she'd love to have you visit Carrots and Ginger. Fans of Wuggie Norple can visit Wuggie Norple Stories.

What a long strange trip it's been.

Thanks for coming with us.

Complete

Remember the wall of boxes? They have finally become a playroom. When Papercup Mixmaster predicted, back in September, that we would never get everything unpacked before the New Year, Exploding Poptart thought he could not possible be right. But it was only through a huge post-holiday push that we got the boxes unpacked in time for our January visitors, and playroom was liberated. I suppose our move is complete now that we have no more boxes, save those tubs stacked on the mud-porch filled with Exploding Poptart's high school memorabilia, Papercup Mixmaster's band archives, Wuggy Norple's preschool art projects, off season clothes and things waiting for summer to be inflated. The only possible conclusion is that our move is complete. There is nothing left but to grow our roots through the slow daily living of our new lives here in this house, this new home.

Moods of the Snow

Sometimes the snow feels peaceful, but sometimes it creates a feeling of chaos. I (Exploding Poptart) mentioned this to my boss the other day, and wondered aloud about it. She postulated that the storm that we were watching out the window that made everything feel so chaotic had that quality because the snowflakes were so little. It's hard to see or focus your mind with all those little bits zipping around. It's the big snowflakes, the light fluffy ones that bring peace and a sense of wonder with them.