Gabe and I have decided that Arizona is about 680.21 miles TOO FAR away. The house is now near spotless and Gabe has not left the living room all night except of course for about 30 seconds when I accidentally dropped a bunch of crackers onto the kitchen floor. As for Sam, as soon as he decides to put down his ball long enough to notice that your gone, I'm sure that he'll miss you too. Hope you dream of sweet things like endless bike trails, red vines, rocky mountain extreme.com, and car parts :).
Ps...Is it Friday Yet?