Guess who slept in Portland last night?!

(Spoiler alert: The US border let us across. We got super lucky and got post-Ghost of Christmas Future-“Buy the Cratchitts a goose” Scrooge instead of “Bah Humbug” Scrooge and were waved through with a few extra questions, a sob story, some praying grandparents back home, and a partridge in a pear tree. Actually, getting out of Canada was easier than getting in – first time for everything, I suppose.)

Two full days of driving, oy! Can we just take a moment and all congratulate these kids for being amazeballs road warriors?

(Can you spot The Boy in the second pic?)

For those of us in the front, it was a whole lotta this:

And, to give him his due, also a whole lotta this:

The Husband wins “Super Driver of the Year” award and also “Super Car-Warning-Light-Interpreter of the Year” award. Plus a Lifetime Achievement Award for “Going to the Dealership in Bozeman at the Crack of Dawn to Get Super Obscure Fluid Required by Diesel Cars Plus Adaptors Allowing for Hotel Parking Lot Application.”

(It’s not an award that’s given out all that frequently.)

But after 26 hours of driving, we made it! And there was a housewarming/late Christmas present waiting for me:

(If you come for dinner, I promise I’ll chop your onions singing Lionel Richie…)

Our “beds” right now consist of plush new carpeting + sleeping bags (kids) and a single air mattress (grownups), so we’re definitely looking forward to the arrival of our stuff tomorrow. I have a guaranteed delivery, which means probably about a 30% chance given what I know about moving companies….

The Husband went straight back to work today and the kids and I are headed out for food procurement since our cupboards are pretty bachelor-tastic right now. And we need to remedy this situation:

(Truly – can you believe this was my first cup of Portland coffee?? Don’t tell – I’ll be kicked out for sure.)