Otherwise known as "Making it to Utah and not being struck down by lightning on my first night there."
We left Temecula on Saturday morning... errr, afternoon, about 4 hours later than we had planned. Since none of us had packed until that morning, we were destined to be stressed out and running around like crazy, throwing things into suitcases all willy-nilly. It's just how I roll, y'know? Anyway, we only had to go back to the house for forgotten items on 3 separate occasions. Not bad, the way I see it.
My niece and SIL - very unconcerned at the prospect of providing refuge to the dangerous heathens