Two Years Today

Today marks the second anniversary of Grumpy and I sailing over to Naperville on the Mayflower. We spent weeks on that rickety old boat trying to scrub the residue from passing gulls off our white collars. Grumpy was horrified when on only day 3 his big Pilgrim hat blew off into the ocean to be swept up by a passing albatross. We landed at Ellis Island to find not one person there to check our passports and had to carry our own luggage to the wagon train station. We passed hordes of Native American Indians camping out on a reservation, which was scary, especially when one of them took all Grumpy's money at their casino.
But despite that we arrived in Naperville safe and sound and haven't looked back since, largely because of the cricks in our necks from all those hours on the wagon train.
We still thank God (in the guise of the U.S. Government) every day for letting us live here. Life is still continuing to exceed our wildest expectations. If people here knew how shy and retiring we were in England, they'd never believe it. I could spend the next fifteen inches summarizing our lives here to date, but if I did that, I wouldn't need a blog, would I?