We got up to the mid-60s here in Boise today, and it was nice.
Not nice enough to pop off my shirt like my 6-year-old son did, but when you are 6 you kind of do whatever feels right.
I don't know if you can tell but he's saying "I'm ready for Caleefornia!" as he's walking across his slack line. We were supposed to leave today, but with my surgery, our plans got postponed.
We will be going soon.
And I hope I survive.
I plan on returning back home as close to normal as possible.
But spending 20 hours in the car with the kiddos might turn me into a different man.
Wish me luck.