My Thanksgiving vacation (that we planned at the last minute) was wonderful. First ,we traveled down to Redwood City, California to see my cousin, Melissa.
Melissa and her boyfriend asked John and I to be the godparents to her son Diego. Melissa has an amazing story that I’ll have to share some day. (It deserves a blog in it’s own right.) Let’s just say her story includes being stuck in a foreign country because of September 11th and birthing her first son, when she was just fifteen-years-old, away from her family and friends. (And that’s just the begininning!) We enjoyed every minute with Melissa and her family, and I miss them tons.
After that we took a little road trip down to LA where I met three of my four sisters for the first time. Blah, blah, blah, I could go on and on about how this was one of the best experience of my life. My sisters are wonderful . . . fun . . . and such a gift.
We spent one day at Knotts Berry Farm and the other cruising Hollywood. (And if you see a few blogs below we unexpectedly came upon my friend, Keanu, as we were strolling down Hollywood Blvd.) But even seeing him wasn’t near as exciting as meeting my sisters.
As you can tell from the photos, we had tons of fun.
After that we headed back up to Oregon. (Us and thousands of other cars!) We landed in Medford, Oregon where we had Thanksgiving with members of my family at the home of two of my dearest friends from High School.
And then we visited my aunt, and other cousins, where my grandma had a chance to meet her newest great-grandson.
Overall, it was a great trip. Oh yes, and as we drove I was able to write in the car. Just give me my notebook computer, ear plugs, and a Starbucks Vanilla latte, and, boy, can I pound the words out. Now that’s real life writing!
Gee, maybe I need another vacation so I can finish this novel!