The de Jong curse is the curse of being out of sync with the weather, especially during vacations. I live in Palo Alto. We have wonderful weather almost all of the time. This is why people live in tiny, old, dumpy two-bedroom apartments. But, I digress. That is another blog post entirely. My point is, that whenever my parents come to visit, the weather does not cooperate. This past April, my parents, aka, Nannie and Opa, came to visit us. The weeks prior to their visit, we had been enjoying warm weather. We were wearing our summer clothes. We were reveling in it all. In fact, the day they arrived on the airplane, it was balmy, beautiful, and blue outside. But the very next day, the weather changed. The temperature dropped from the 80s to the upper 50s-low 60s. The sky was gray, the wind blew hard, and the rain came down for the whole week. The whole week, that is, until the morning that they went back to Cincinnati. On that morning, we woke up to sunshine, and after dropping them off at the airport, went to an Easter Egg hunt at the park where we enjoyed warmer temperatures again.
Does that not seem a little bit strange?
I will happily report, though, that despite the uncooperative weather, we had a wonderful time and we mourned the day when Nannie and Opa went home.
The happy day of arrival
A day we decided to brave the beach at Capitola - that is my mom laying down, huddled in a blanket, trying to stay warm.
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And don't forget the many times in NC when it rained at least half the week and a hurricane came through!
BTW, I think that is the best picture of me ever taken!
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