Here and there.

So, my cousin sent me a message the other day saying something along the lines of, "Hey, you must really be digging living on the mainland U.S.", referring to non-committal relationship we have with our current place of residence.

When we first moved off 'da island, I went straight to Utah; Chris to Fullerton. There I waited until my boy called us home. He found us a beautiful life to start across the vast desert from where our bodies were currently stationed.

Off to Fullerton we went.

But, only for a few days at a time.

Having family so close is a difficult thing... We always want to be with them!! We were often found jetting off to San Diego for simple "day visits", which mysteriously stretched out to 4 or 5 days. Days later we would be found back in Fullerton--- just to do it all over again!!

Then one night we thought out loud (you know how that goes), "Hey, let's go to Utah!"

And so we did.

About an hour later we were off.

For about a week.

And then to Vegas.

And now we are back in Fullerton.

And going to San Diego on Thursday.

And Lake Tahoe on Saturday.

For about a week.

And then we will be home.

We have been having too much fun with all our friends/family around these parts. We keep thinking they are just a hop-jump-and-a-skip-away. I mean really, what's 8 hours? WHEN YOU CAN DRIVE!? There is amazing freedom attached to it. It's been a long time since the phrase "road-trip" had more meaning then driving around in circles.

And not to sound ungrateful or anything, but I hope we stay home... for a while. I need to get into my new life, and into the groove of things---for reals! J was saying all last week, "I want to go home!!!" as I tucked him into his own bed, in his own room (that he shares), in his own house. Poor guy.

He has no idea.

I need to learn to stay put though. Really. I am realizing I love all my friends down in San Diego, and all my friends far away in Vegas or Utah. But I need to learn to have that same love for the people in the greater Orange County region. I need to make my niche here. I need to... The desire to keep on taking off for extended periods of time is just not a healthy way to plant roots. I'm not so good at this.

After discussing my internal-emotional-dis-attachment to this area, Chris was eager to remind me that I start school at the end of the month, "I'm sure you be able to meet new friends at school!" I had no other choice but to scoff at his remarks, as I imagined myself, bright eyed and busy tailed, with my dusty backpack strapped on where it belonged, "Ya. Totally. I'm sure the local community college, night school students, are going to love me!!"

At least with us both in school we will have to become a little more stable with our lives.

Maybe.

So, if you notice me not-posting, posting, not-posting over the month of August, just know this little bloggity-blog is one of many things being neglected during this ridiculously unstable time in our life.

We are wanderers.

We come and go as we please, apparantly.