Flashback Friday

Thirteen years ago, it was spring break and we were in Phoenix. John's cannonball into the pool at his Uncle Barry and Aunt Wendy's house reminds me a bit of how Brad and I feel right about now. Only instead of cannonballing into a pool, we're going into a new house, a new neighborhood, a new job, a new town, a new life, a new world in Saint Louis. (For all of my devoted blog readers who come here for a little light reading, forgive me if this is this too deep. No pun intended.) By the time you read this the movers will have packed us up in Connecticut. Come Monday morning, we'll start unloading in Saint Louis and officially starting our life there. And right about now, we feel like John looks in this picture ..... jumping in feet first, going all-in, and hoping and praying that we don't hurt ourselves. (Also as white-skinned and exposed as he is, but please don't get me going on those metaphors.) Ready or not, here we come .....