I am so incredibly grateful for my Uncle Pete and Aunt Michelle. Not just because they are the best sort of people, who make you feel loved unconditionally, and not just because Michelle is the greatest hostess on the planet, but because they now reside in the beautiful metropolis of Cheyenne, WY. The perfect break in a road trip between the SLC and the paradise that is Kearney, Ne.
I LOVE my Uncle Pete and Aunt Michelle so so much. Which is why I loved spending time with Michelle this trip, but was sad that my Uncle Pete was working nights. He arrived home at like 4 or 5 in the morning so when Katy and I were up and leaving at 8 he got up for a second to say hello-goodbye:
ME: Unlce Pete! You have to be so tired. You shouldn't be getting up just because we are here.
P: Well I am going right back to bed I just wanted to say hey.
P: Well...Happy Birthday.... Wait that's not it... Um what is it? Oh yeah. Merry Christmas.
The poor guy was so tired. On the way back we got to visit with him for a few more minutes. I was grateful for whatever time he had though, and that he crawled out of bed so tired, to wish us Happy Birthday.