As some of you may know, a couple of weeks ago I drove with my sister and her baby to Miami, FL. Her little family is going to live there while her husband is in Med. School.
It was fantastic fun and even the 2 1/2 hour backtrack to Macon for a forgotten purse wasn't a damper on the event. We made it to Miami in four days, speeding at 80mph almost the whole way (unless construction was an issue - which it was about 50% of the time. Florida is much worse than Utah when it comes to orange cones and speed signs. Thankfully, no one pays attention to speed limits there either).
And of course, due to the time crunch we didn't have much time to get out and take pictures. Bathroom breaks and a nursing baby were the only allowances we could make. Not that we let that stop us from trying to capture our memorable trip on camera. It's true what they say, a picture is worth a thousand words, so here are a few highlights:
Kansas, our first stop for the night.
Umm...not sure. Captures our scenery well though.
Just outside Chatanooga, TN. Restrooms we desperately needed
but were off limits to passers by. The sign said we'd be prosecuted,
so we moved on. I know, I should have risked the prosecution, but Big
Daddy's Fireworks was just around the corner and I'll be honest,
I felt a little squeamish about the whole area. Like maybe a guy in
faded blue overalls and missing teeth was going to come bounding out
of his trailer with a shot gun and stop me midstream. You'd think
all the plastic yard ornaments, tree whirlies and silk flowers in the dirt
would have put me at ease...
A bridge for trains.
This guy was with us for most of the trip. I think we named him Bud.
Georgia Peach.
Expensive and famous art.
Road from Macon to Savannah, which we took twice to retrieve
a purse from Zaxby's.
Savannah, Georgia (historic district). Yup. I ate grits.
Miami, FL in all it's glory and the final destination of our trip!
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Road Trip to Miami!
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Stinging Mad
Gavin called me two days ago because he had been stung three times by a wasp...inside his shoe. He ended up coming home because he claimed his foot hurt too bad to walk. Upon closer inspection, it seemed completely fine to me. I kind of gave him a hard time for being "a wuss" because it has always been my experience that bee stings aren't that big of a deal.
But, the next morning, Gavin's foot had puffed up so much he could barely put his shoe on. Now today, it's red, hot and the swelling has gone up to his knee. Even the little wart on his ankle keeps bleeding because it's been stretched beyond it's capacity and it's hard to tell where his ankle should be. He was pretty embarrassed by it, telling me his foot looked like a "hobbit foot".
Apparently, it's the genetics of the situation and we can even go back to Grandma Bean and blame her. Over-reacting to bee stings is just what Richard has always done and now, it's my kid's fate too.
Alli's hand when she was stung by a honey bee.
Richard's hand when he was stung by a yellow jacket.
Friday, October 3, 2008
FFA - Saturday Morning Cartoons
As a kid, our Saturdays started at 6am or earlier. Of course, if we woke up too early, we'd get nothing but colored bars on the tv. Not that it mattered. We'd sit and stare at the bars until that eventful minute when the clock struck six. Nothing was better than Saturday Morning Cartoons.
We, my siblings and I, would plan out exactly what we were going to watch on which channel and would have the whole morning of cartoons laid out before Saturday ever even rolled around and the line-up usually went until 11am. By then the "grown-up" shows were on and we had to finally get our work done. We lived, breathed and existed for Saturday mornings.
Some of the favorites, Rose Petal Place, Rescue Rangers, Monchichi's, Fraggle Rock, Gummi Bears, Smurf's, Wuzzles, Jem, She-Ra and Pound Puppies. Of course, Bugs Bunny or Tom and Jerry ruled them all.
And today, I am not even sure if my kids have options on Saturday morning. I seriously wonder if my poor kids will be able to live normal lives and grow into good, upstanding adults despite their deprivation! I mean, if it weren't for Gummi Bears and Jem Star, I wouldn't be who I am today.
