things you missed: Tuesday-Thursday with Becky

Hello internet friends. If you're reading this, it's because you haven't given up on me. Thanks! I've been very busy indeed with moving details. All of our earthly possessions were boxed up today. Tomorrow they drive away in a truck. The other night I had a dream that I was teaching a class to Army wives on how to move. Everything went terribly wrong as dreams do. Gratefully I awoke to probably the most stressless move I'll ever have.

But I digress.

On Tuesday, I drove the most beautiful drive. From MD to PA the trees grew more and more amazing. I love PA's rolling hills (mountains?) in the fall. That is something I will definitely miss while in TX. (Remind me to post some cactus needles falling next October.) One of my favorite parts of fall is the wind through the trees. A breeze of red, yellow, and orange leaves flittering down like confetti. I can't help but think God's throwing me my own personal party. Love it!

Then I made it to Becky's.

We have a fun story. We went to Grove City College together, but she was a few years behind me. I knew her, but not well. Many, many years later, 2006 to be exact, we randomly ran into each other on our Army post in KY. I did one of those double-takes, we caught up, and we've been great friends ever since. In fact, for 2 years she lived just down the street from me and we saw each other just about every day. And talk about crafty! This girl can sew. She can out-quilt me any day. And none of that easy patchwork stuff. She does it all. Wedding ring, log cabin, stars, applique. you name it. I didn't even know what "stitch in the ditch" was until I met her. We've spent many a night in front of Pride and Prejudiced (the long one!) with our crafts in hand.

Well she and I had a great time. I got to meet her new 5 week old and played a ton with her daughter, 2. And she even made me my favorite - tacos. We spent much of the time at her house which was fine by me. With one important exception.

On Wednesday I flew in an airplane! Yup, a Super-Cub to be exact. Her hubby Joe is a pilot and borrowed a friend's plane so I could see the trees from a totally different perspective. Man, was it awesome. He even let me "fly" as there were controls by my seat. I put "fly" in quotes because I freaked myself out, convinced I would send us into a tailspin. After about 30 seconds I pleaded that he take back the controls. Later, after a courage-lifting internal pep talk, I gave it another go and lasted about a minute and half. Flying is apparently not my thing. I just assume look out the window, thank you very much.


So a big shout-out goes to Becky who opened her farmhouse to me, complete with homemade food, cozy quilts, good conversation and memories galore! I miss you already.