off to the Shore

We've spent the last few days in Southern New Jersey with friends from college who now live there. It's become something of an annual trek

Part of the tradition involves a trip to Ocean City with our combined offspring:

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New this year was the ability to send the young ones* off on their own, armed with little more than a cell phone and their wits. They made it back to the pre-determined meeting place unharmed and 15-minutes early so we're calling it a win. This whole kids getting older thing is both awesome and terrifying. 

Oh, and while at the Shore, I saw these:

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They're on sale, btw.

Other than that, there was lounging and board games:

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This one takes place in a Spaghetti Western. Fun -- but needs more than four people for best results. 

We also went to see the Cumberland Players production of Company, which is one of the Sondheim's that really didn't age well. Still, there were some good performances, not the least of which was turned in by Joe, who is the husband-half of the friends we were visiting with.

Oh -- and our friends have a new puppy. 

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His name is Simon. He's a four-month old Keeshond. He's very cute, like all puppies, and has nearly no manners, also like all puppies. 

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Here's the pack -- Sasha, who's 8, Simon, and HRH Lucy -- getting a refresher on sitting from Heidi. 

Our Lucy and Their Simon had big fun romping and rolling and jumping and growling and tugging and chasing. Since we got back last night, Lucy has more or less looked like this, just in different places in the house:

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* not The Young Ones, mind


qotd, because they love him

“And as he drove on, the rainclouds dragged down the sky after him, for, though he did not know it, Rob McKenna was a Rain God. All he knew was that his working days were miserable and he had a succession of lousy holidays. All the clouds knew was that they loved him and wanted to be near him, to cherish him, and to water him.” 
― Douglas AdamsSo Long, and Thanks for All the Fish

While we've been taking road trips this summer, we've been listening to the Hitch-hikers Trilogy with the kids, because every kid should know where her towel is.


how is this possible?

Today he is ten:

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Picture snapped just a few minutes ago while unwrapping gifts. This is a Minecraft paper set in Russian, because my SIL spends a not insignificant amount of time there. It is, so far, the gift winner. Also so far, double-digits suit the Boy.


many things make a post

* Still a great piece of writing about a complicated (and horrible) human being.

* Speaking of.

* The "gay voice." (HT PL)

* Why do I care? But I do. And I suspect you do, too.

* Now to put this plan in action.

* A reasoned approach to GMOs.

* the Visionary will not.

* This is true even if you are the mother of only one boy. Or a girl.

* I remember those days. But not fondly.

* I want this job.

* It's like Drew Magary is in my house.

* Kill. It. Dead.

* Kyle Cassidy! Pluto! Science!

* There are stories that make you want to stab someone, like, say, this one.


a stroll downtown

I've been just busy enough this summer with long runs and/or travel, that I haven't been able to get to our local Saturday Farmer's Market. The Teen and I finally managed to wander down this weekend. 

I took the standard pictures one takes at a Farmer's Market:

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And a few pictures of our unique offerings:

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Does your local market have booze? No? I am sad for you.

Saturday was also A Happiness Sprinkle:

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Plus, the Teen finally got to taste Bubble Tea:

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She is dubious.

Lucy, however, was more than ready to take the leftover bubble tea off of our hands:

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She's a giver, that Lucy.


wedding day

My Dad is currently purging years of accumulated stuff -- and giving some of it to me, as one does. This was taken on my grandparents' wedding day. What you can't tell from the photo is how teeny tiny they are. My grandmother was, maybe, 5 feet tall on her very best day. My grandfather couldn't have been that much taller.

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How I wound up as tall as I am is still something of a mystery.*

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* There is some height on my mother's side but I'm still among the tallest. 


recalculating....

So we're back from the great state o' Maine. The race didn't go as hoped, which is a long story for later in the week. Still we had a great time with friends from college who live near Bath and did all sorts of Maine-y things. Lobsters were involved. Even the dog got one:

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I'm trying to find what few bearings I have. I'll check back in soon....


qotd, interesting times + martini friday

"There's a saying: 'May you live in interesting times.'

To begin, it's a curse. 'Interesting' in this case uniformly means "Oh god, death is raining down upon us and we shall perish wailing and possibly on fire.' If someone wanted to say something nice to you, they wouldn't tell you to live in 'interesting' times. They would say something like, 'I wish you eternal happiness' or  'May you have peace' or 'live long and prosper.' The wouldn't say 'Live in interesting times.' If someone is telling you to live in interesting times, they are basically telling you they want you to die horribly, and suffer terribly before you do. 

Seriously, they are not your friend. This is a tip I am giving you for free."

-- John Scalzi, To Stand or Fall

Speaking of interesting times, Martini Friday is up!