bye bye 16th street

can you believe this? there are no words...

this is a little better, though not much

not much to say about the six days of mad packing that served as the intermission to our six-week summer vacation... except that it was nuts. unpacking from two months in viet nam, packing for a year in paris, a road trip, and a week at the beach, and boxing up the rest to put into storage... all this while still essentially unable to construct a coherent thought... honestly, it is nothing short of a miracle that knox and i made it to paris with underwear! i would not have been surprised to open my suitcase here to discover it filled with sheets, cutlery, or our george foreman grill.

we packed for almost one solid week much to the dismay of bob the cat, who wanted nothing to do with any of it. he knew something was up, probably knew it involved his riding in a car (cats, i have learned, do NOT like to road trip), and attempted to escape by blending in to his surroundings...

"they'll never find me in here!"

many of you already know that bob's favorite song is "twinkle twinkle little star" and that he comes running whenever he hears it. he really does - it's incredible. but not this time. he's not so easily duped! it broke our hearts to take him out of his little kitty eden, but it had to be done.

anyway, thanks to all those who helped us pack up (that's you, jacob) and who came out to wish us bon voyage. we were sad to leave l.a. behind us, but we'll be back eventually... if only to visit our storage facility.