i know, i know.  you’re tired of it.  i’m home.  just get over it.  summer is over.  there are christmas decorations out in the stores for crying out loud.  (i swear it’s true.  i almost had a total panic attack at sam’s because i am just barely back from summer and there they were…huge christmas displays!)

so this is it.  really. no more about this summer after this, i promise (maybe).

but because i am officially INSANE and not a little bit OCD, i spent a ridiculous portion of my weekend in my pajamas and favorite t-shirt pulling all of my writing and pictures together off of various storage spaces, broken laptops, USB drives, etc and put it together in one grand page, chronologically.  and now i just feel so much better.  some people have suggested that i might should write a book about this summer.  well, i’m pretty sure i did.  it tops out at like 46000 words or something insane like that.

so sometime this fall when you are feeling bored and/or blue, and you want to relive my summer with me or if you have just arrived and you don’t even KNOW that i spent the entire summer in a pop up camper with my family, then you can just click one link.  one page.  and read the whole dang thing all over again.  and for those of you who are sad that the chino house road trip is over and you just wish there was more, well, there is.  deleted scenes if you will.  things i wrote when computers were stolen or broken.  or when there was no internet to be found.  and then it just seemed so already over when i finally could have put it up.  but now, since it really is all over, it seemed appropriate to fill in with the bits and pieces i wrote in the in-betweens.

and next week, maybe i will write about my real life.  the one that started last week without me.  because i was still here.  living the dream, baby.