Oh the moments I missed snapping during this last move. I wish I had a picture of that overflowing Penske truck, or Russell laying under the car in 90 degrees trying to get the hitch on the moving van for hours, or us moving and having our best furniture outside when it began pouring rain (yes, in El Paso, probably the only rainy day of the year...what are the chances?) or the gas pump that didn't stop and dumped $50 worth of gas down the street in New Mexico, or the disaster that Diesel made inside our van due to his nervous stomach while we were eating in McDonalds, or, just the pure exhaustion on our faces...but, the truth is, by this time I had lost my sense of humor. So, all you get is the after math of the morning after our move. We couldn't find pants, towels, dishes, toothpaste, anything. And, I pretty much sat down and thought maybe it was all just some crazy dream!