...how sucky to have to be here, especially for this terrible occasion of my dad's funeral. No offense.
How nice, though, that I was able to enjoy a quiet (though kind of lonely) train ride from home to Pasco (with a bag of Sandy P's cookies in tow for trip snacks), and be met there by BC, John and Karen, and Neenaw.
And it's so nice of BC and Tawnee and Kiley and Zane to let me stay with them this week. I love them. If nothing else, it's great to see them again and have the chance to spend some good time together.