dreaming...

...of Scotland.

The Robertson clan is heading up north this weekend for the annual holiday to the land of the Scots. How I wish we were leaving on a jet plane to join them for two weeks of bagpipes, rain, wakeboarding and fish n' chips...sigh.

In the past week we have watched the entire Harry Potter saga in preparation for the big 7.2 and I can't help but feel a bit homesick for the rolling green hills, the mysterious fog, and the awe inspiring lochs and castles. Its funny how the last time I was in England I was longing for permanence and a little bit of certainty for our future, and now that we are settled into our life living in the same country all I can think about is scheming our next visit.

Here's to next year.