You don’t have to push a handcart

Jest some late-night bloggin’... like I do.

I wish you could hear that in the country twang that I am singing it in.

Anywho so the night before we left for pigeon point, I couldn’t sleep. So I decided to read all about the Donner party. Hahahaha... I got teased so much for my interest in the Donner party, but darn it, they were interesting! I highly recommend the Wikipedia entry on the Donner party. It’s long, it’s detailed, it’s fascinating. And it’s free. At least, it’s free if you’re a JERK and don’t donate to Wikipedia. See I’m getting punchy and this is why I shouldn’t blog late at night. Or maybe it’s why I should?

So: to recap: wiki entry on the Donner party. Read it. You won’t be sorry! Unless you’re squeamish or prone to anxiety. But then again I am both of those things and I was riveted.

I eventually fell asleep and then we got up in the morning and drove across the Sierra Nevadas and very much enjoyed the comfort of our Toyota Sienna and our plentiful snacks. And I told the kids the abbreviated story of that doomed coalition. And we stopped at the memorial that’s near one of the cabins that some of them stayed in.

More tomorrow. Or next week or next month! Keep checking back every day, you never know! (Jk, don’t)

But. someday soon I will continue with the story of the Pigeon Point lighthouse, the week in Monrovia, and the culminating TWO DAYS AT DISNEYLAND!!!! 

Well, I suppose that wasn’t culminating, I guess I should call it that word that means the second to last thing, but my vocabulary is limited past midnight. Because the last thing was the drive east, which was much better for everyone than the drive west.

And now I’m getting ahead of myself.

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*PENULTIMATE! (I remembered just in the nick of time)