Good grief, I've forgotten how to blog...

Anyway, for the three of you (that would be Mom, our friend from Sweden, and... okay, for the two of you) still watching, Chase is back in Chapel Hill!

Packed and ready to go. And I mean packed.


Leaving in the Fantasy Car (don't ask).


Unpacking. Um, yeah. Soooooo effective.


Sit. Stay. Good boy.

As far as I know, no tears were shed, but he was definitly told that we did not want to meet him in the ER in six weeks.

He's officially on the baseball team in some capacity my non sports mind refuses to recall, his gig at the Omaha College World Series earned him a job as a High school sports stringer for the Greensboro paper, and then there are all those pesky classes.

NO TIME TO GET SICK THIS FALL!