No Rock Climbing in Amarillo?

I moved back home this weekend while Andrew was in Austin for the Verge Conference. Due to the two day snowpocalypse (and some prior damage) our garage door broke, and I was not in the mood to manually open it every time I left or returned home. So I packed my stuff and grabbed my dogs and drove the 10 miles to Canyon. Incidentally, my parents were also in Austin visiting my sister Allie, so I got some one-on-one time with my brother Dusty - which is a rarity these days.

We used to hang out all the time, being that we're a mere 13 months apart. But theses days he's spends most of his time working and getting his masters in English. He's also really getting into rock climbing. We spent Saturday running around town looking for outdoor climbing gear, which apparently is not sold ANYWHERE in Amarillo - not even A.R.C.H. We had a blast.

Since last Friday was my Papa's 73rd birthday, Dusty and I got dinner from Steak Express (surprisingly delicious) and some cheesecake to take to my Nana and Papa's house. I love being at their house, because

1. Nana and Papa are two of my favorite people in the world


2. It always smells like delicious, southern home-cooking

3. We sit around and look at old Life magazines or watch old movies

4. Their house is covered in pictures of our family - like, covered.

 These are a few of my favorites

 

 

I don't know what I would do without them - Nana and Papa, Dusty, Mom & Dad, Allie and Andrew. Even Goober, Moss, Ozzie and Zoey. Spending time with family makes my heart so happy.

Dusty and I talked about how we don't want to take that time for granted. We're only a few minutes away from each other at any time. I want to spend as much time with the people I love as I can.

So I'm going to do that. You should, too.