We go back home again. Or at least one of our homes. And in doing so begin to prepare to come back to our fixed address home. This home is actually a pretty cool place to be due mostly to our family, friends and neighbors whom we miss dearly. We are lucky because a lot of those people count toward more than one category. We relearned this fact while heading out for tattoos near Jackson (didn’t happen) when a small but possibly big house issue was solved in real time by our house sitter (amazing friend and great neighbor) and then a different great friend/amazing neighbor (or maybe Chris is an amazing friend/great neighbor but Stephanie is the great friend/amazing neighbor; it’s hard to tell sometimes). Anyways, together they swapped out an outlet, reached out to a relative in Italy for more information and managed not to electrocute any pets. At the end of the day what more can you ask for?

It was, though, an awesome few days in the Tetons. We swam, hiked, checked out the stars and avoided the news as much as possible. That is until last night when from our hotel room in Laramie we stayed up very late to track the tsunami while texting with Henna who is doing cool geology stuff at Hawaii Volcanic National Park. She is literally on the highest ground there. But still you worry when your daughter is in the middle of the Pacific and a tsunami is barreling toward her.

The tsunami isn’t the only worrisome thing in the news. Deep cuts to education, comics here being silenced as a way to appease a wannabe dictator and other similar tidbits kind of make us wanna stay unplugged and unburdened. But it’s time to come home. Thanks Stephanie and Chris for keeping that home safe.