The Boys are Back in Town

We awoke in the treehouse's bed cloud and drank our coffee as we watched the fog ebb and flow over the city.  The boys would return today and we were excited to see them.  But first, we had to go to Shannon's and do more work on repacking and organizing the items we were taking to Nola.  Continually aggravated about having to deal with this stuff over and over again, we were relieved to get more accomplished. 

After working for several hours in Shannon's dungeon - which, of course, we were thankful to have - we returned to the treehouse for a glass of wine and texted the boys about their arrival.  Finally, they were home!  John wheeled in a huge suitcase and we exchanged hugs and kisses.

G- Gawd!  You needed a suitcase that big for a 5 day trip?

John - That's just mine. (he went to the hallway for the second, huge suitcase on wheels, and also deposited a large carry on.

P- You each had a huge suitcase? 

G- I thought it was excessive even for y'all to both be packed in one bit one!  But you each have one that large!?!  Freaking hysterical!!!

Rory - What?  I need the appropriate attire for several occasions.

John - We like to dress.  There were several different functions and we needed to change often.

G- What functions?  You were in the woods for goodness sake!  Go on the boat, hang out in the house, take a walk...................that could all be done in one outfit.

P- You'd never make it traveling with us with just a backpack each. Gina could fit 4 of our backpacks in one of your suitcase.

Rory - Oh, I wouldn't dream of traveling under such conditions.

We enjoyed some celebratory champagne and stories of our adventures.  Phyllis & John shared scary near- death-by-bear-attack-stories and we ate pizza and had a slumber party.