Things I learned in Virginia

Ok. So. A couple of weeks back we made the 6-ish hour trek to where Hottie's family lives in Virginia. We wanted to surprise his parents who were visiting there. It was fantastic. We were there for less than 48 hours, sadly. But still made the most of our trip and I'm so glad we went despite the snowy conditions on the roads.

Here's what I learned in Virginia....

I really miss these faces.

 I mean, I knew I missed them before the visit. But. This made my heart ache a little. We are so used to having them close by. It's bittersweet when we see them. It tugged at my heart a little when Evareaux's Grandma leaned into the car to hug her goodbye, tearing up. I hate goodbyes, they are the worst.

This is the cutest. sweetest. most laid back dog. ever. He'll always be the real Bolt in my mind. AND. I may or may not be actively making plans to steal him the next time I see him. If coveting dogs is wrong, I don't want to be right.

I LOVE running while it's snowing. I had no idea where I was going but I knew I needed to log 5 miles that day so.... I just went. And I swear I earned new wrinkles from smiling my fool head off for an hour straight.

Then I learned that Virginians apparently don't like sidewalks. Like, they have something against them, I guess. My options for safe running were fairly limited. So, Shel Silverstein, I have found it... Viriginia is where the sidewalk ends.

We are a crazy bunch of breeders. These are not even all of the cousins from Hottie's side of the family. We were missing four. These kids are just from two families worth..... (finally, after years, a cousin pic)