Wednesday, August 29, 2007
But sadly her final bequest speaks to the person Leona must have been (for the record, I never met or knew her). The irony that today marks the second anniversary of the Katrina Hurricane should not be overlooked. It is sad that a person would be so shallow and mean spirited to ignore the greater needs of those around us. Her legacy and any memory of her should be forgotten like the ashes from an abandoned cigarette.
Such a waste.
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Three rental cars
One lost bag (in towed rental car)
Cousins... first and second
College roomate and baby
One found bag (in towed rental car, found in remote rental lot)
A major traffic jam
The lost glasses to the Atlantic
The new glasses from "Pearl Vision"
A bored walk to a pier
A boardwalk to an amusement park
One ear infection
One Dr. Visit
One perscrption for Amoxicilin
Food, cousins, inlaws, sibling and chaos
An easy commute North with a greasy spoon pit stop
The heat of DC and conditioning of the Smithsonian
An easy return to the airport and home
And they survived, happily ever after. Whew!
Friday, August 24, 2007
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Not sure what Chalupa is doing in the background but we can rest assured the sand castle being built by Peanut, Sarah and Big Dawg will last through a few beatings until high tide arrives.
Here with La Casa Blanca in the background, Peanut, Lila, Chalupa and Evie bring a whole new meaning to First Family to Washington.
Second Cousins (from left), Beaner, Chalupa, Lila, Evie, Big Dawg and Peanut.
Abe and his memorial are the backdrop for this photo of Peanut and Chalupa. All of this in a during a long, hot afternoon on the Mall.
Monday, August 20, 2007
I confess, I ran over a curb that I didn't see as we were pulling into the Hotel. The next thing you know... two flats. After a few strategic phone calls, the car was towed, and I was to return to the rental desk at the airport to complete the paperwork and get a new car.
After a day in the city (see that blog posting), I took two shuttles that finally got me back to the rental desk. I then had to wait in line for 30 minutes to speak to a service person who set me up with a new rental car. By the time I got to the lot, I was ready to be done with this. Saddly, the car wouldn't start... dead battery. I was sent to another line to get yet another rental.
As they say, the third time was the charm. But the saga does not stop here.
When I returned to the hotel eveyone was getting ready to go out to eat. Side Track reminded the girls to bring something warm because resturants tend to be cool. At this, Peanut let out a gasp and a sort of scream... she left her duffle bag in (you guessed it) the first rental car. With her bag was her long sleeved jacket, her iPod and most importantly... Ducky. She has had Ducky since she was a few months old. She was a mess.
So I made a few more calls and left a few choice messages, but at this point, I was not confident I'd have good news to share with Peanut. By the next morning, there was still no word and we were getting ready to leave for our next destination. I placed one more call and that was all we could do. A pall has settled upon the car as we pulled out of the hotel.
About six blocks from the hotel, because of some very poor markings I missed a key turn to get to the Interstate highway... so I drove up a block looking for a place to turn around. Off to my right I noticed a small industrial park and on the top of one of the buildings, about a block or so off the main road, I saw the name of the auto rental agency we were using. I turned to Side Track and asked, "what are the changes?" to which she responded, if it was going to happen to anyone, it would probably be you".
So we pulled up and after a few minutes of trying to find someone, I found a gentleman and described my situation. He smiled a knowing smile and told me to follow him. He took me to the parking lot and there, in the middle of a bunch of cars, leaning distictly to the left was the original van we had rented! And when I opened the door and looked into the back seat... voila, there was the pink duffle bag AND ducky! Talk about dumb luck.
So despite all that has and will continue to happen during this family adventure... we will always know we have ducky. Thank goodness we found ducky.
Monday, August 13, 2007
Thursday, August 09, 2007
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
Saturday, August 04, 2007
According to the "happy campers" the hotel room and swimming pool were a bit more comfortable than a sleeping in a tent and swimming in lakes.
Wednesday, August 01, 2007
For the first two sections, Buzz Dadddy ran with his distance-running friend from MonkeyDoo, Mr. Tom W. (pictured here before the start of the race). During the race temperatures on the trail reached the mid 90's. As a result, Mr. W suffered severe leg cramps which forced him to withdraw from the race.
Every two or three miles or so, there is an aid station stocked with various foods to keep you moving, water, sport drinks, and crowd support. Chalupa worked an aid station all day and here are pictures that show (sort of), how these are set up.