A Rare Bird On The Boardwalk

Earlier this month we had a few days off in Virginia Beach so one night we hit our favorite steakhouse in the area, Aberdeen Barn, and the next day walked the boardwalk in Virginia Beach. 

I hate walking but there were lots of benches to stop, rest, and people watch - that's my favorite part.  The weather was nice - not too hot - and although it was a weekday, there were still enough people out to make the people watching interesting.  

We found parking for the tractor one block from the beach and at the end of our walk, had some seafood at Chix on the Beach, which was recommended by a local.

While people watching on the boardwalk, I spied a handsome Roadstar.  I took him home.



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2021: Rotating High Above The Emerald City
2020: Sorry, no post for this day.
2019: Sorry, no post for this day.
2018: Bull Riding Inside The Big Mac
2017: Thirty And Eight Twenty
2016: Saturday's Child Works Hard For A Living
2015: Along The Shores Of The Unpredictable Cat
2014: I Think I Saw A Nimbostratus
2013: Ed Breaking Bad In The Lap Pool 
2012: View From The Bridge
2011: Small Place, Big Flavor
2010: La Vita è Bella 
2009: He Looks Much Better Here Than On The Penny
2008: One Of The Few Places In Iowa NOT Under Water
2007: We Need A Manager On Register Three Please!
2006: Mobile Misses
2005: U-Ta-Dah!!

Room For Waiting

When we go to shipping ports around the country, some of them do not allow passengers.  Even if that passenger is the other driver.  It's crazy.  Especially since, in our case as with other people, we hold a TWIC card for the specific purpose of proving you've had a background check and passed the clearance checks required to actually enter the ports.  

Once, many years ago in New Jersey, the security people at the port check-in booth threatened to call the police if I didn't get out of the truck and wait outside the port.  And they meant OUTSIDE.  I sat on a shitty concrete wall in a dusty parking area.  A woman.  Alone.  In a port in New Jersey.  I was pissed and we complained.  After we delivered the container, they called us into the office and the manager of the facility personally apologized to me. 

And that's when I learned to hide in the truck for any future visits to ports.  

The most recent port we visited was the Norfolk International Terminals in Virginia.  We had been there before and they let me in without an issue.  I had a TWIC card and they allowed me entry.  But this time, even though I explained that I wasn't a passenger, I was a driver, and I showed them my TWIC, I still had to wait.  For TWO hours, while Ed went in and retrieved the container.  

I can't really complain though, as the facility was very nice.  I was the only one there, so it was quiet, and there were at least 40 feet of benches on either side of the room - I could have spread out and napped if I was inclined.  They had a bathroom (clean!), vending machines, air conditioning, accessible power outlets for my phone charging cord, and very friendly staff.  

I sat and read the news, played Words With Friends, and practiced my Italian on the DuoLingo app.  The time flew by.  

But as nice as it was, I still think I'm going to go back to being a stowaway.  I'd rather nap in my own bed, eat my own snacks, and pee in my own bathroom.  

Shhhhh....don't tell anyone.



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2020: A Year Long Carnival
2019: Four Balanced Women
2018: Five Spices And A Few Cuties
2017: Water That Saved The Life Of A Princess
2016: A Few Blocks From Fort Apache
2015: Única…Original
2014: Living The Examined Life
2013: Trucking Like We're On Fire
2012: Looking For A Coffee Fi
2011: Container Port, You Are No Friend Of Mine
2010: Encased In Plastic
2009: No Lifeguard On Duty
2008: Palm Sketches
2007: You Know Who You Are
2006: I Fear The Family
2005: Sorry, no post on this day. The blog didn’t start until May 2005!

A Beautiful Leisurely Ride

We came out of Pennsylvania today on I-81, heading south.  This is my favorite stretch of interstate in the country and the scenery this time of year is so spectacular, especially in Virginia and Tennessee. Rolling hills, super-green pastures, and trees as far as the eye can see.  Definitely my favorite landscape.

We were following the rain, which was likely responsible for the lush, glistening greenery.  They've obviously been getting a lot of it because we did see some extremely swollen rivers and some flooded roads and pastures on each side of the highway.  This picture was taken in Virginia as the rain died down, eventually letting up completely by the time we got to Bristol on the Virginia-Tennessee state line.

We made our way into Tennessee and started looking for a place to park so we could eat dinner and relax for the evening. 

Only 700 miles to go before we hit our final destination! 



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2017: The Center Of Attention
2016: Yeah, Right
2015: When We Were Young
2014: Wicked Cool And Honkin' Big
2013: The Race Is On
2012: Still In The Limelight
2011: Listen Up!
2010: Spread Sunshine All Over The Place
2009: The New New York Skyline And The Good Old NYPD
2008: Lining Up For Lobster Season
2007: Worth Every Penny
2006: Conscious But Very Disoriented
2005: Stuck In A Southern Vortex

I'm Not Seeing It

Doesn't look like anyone has pictured anything here for a verrrry long time.  Caroline County, Virginia.

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2014: Searching For Après-Ski Attire
2013: They May Be Turkeys, But Their Goose Is Definitely Cooked
2012: Just In Case You've Run Out Of Ideas
2011: Getting Stoned In New York*
2010: I Used To Care But Now I Take A Pill For That
2009: Wet And Woodsy
2008: Bite Sized Yummy Goodness
2007: There’s A Time For Everything
2006: Colors Of The Barrio
2005: Puss In Breasts

Taking My Faux Fur And Heading To Arizona

While in Florida, I was in short-sleeves and capri pants. Then we went north, my fingers crossed for cold weather. But there wasn't any.  I wore my winter coat (bought last year, never worn) for about 11 minutes.

What the hell is going on with the weather?  I'm in the mid-Atlantic, it's December-freaking-sixteenth, and there is no cold air to be seen.

I want to wear my winter coat! (stomping feet) But the only place cold enough to wear my faux fur hood - I wish it were real Royal Crown Russian Sable - is in my truck, where I have the A/C cranked down to 60. Or Minsk. Or, well, the west coast.  They're getting hammered.

My mother even said it's freezing in Southern Arizona. I guess I'll just bring my coat with me when I go home for Christmas.  That seems to be where the arctic air is.

And I want arctic air!  Arctic air!  Arctic air!

OK, that's all for now.  You'll get another weather rant from me when I'm freezing my ass off in the arctic air. 



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2014: The Place For Pajama Pants, Motor Oil, And Christmas Lights
2013: Christmas Cheer Comes With Antlers
2012: Think About It
2011: She Strikes Again

2010: The Frozen Tundra
2009: Your Tax Dollars Hard At Work
2008: What’s Next, Reporting Your Maid In The Middle Of Her Dusting The Living Room Tsochkes?
2007: Fashion Forwards
2006: Swimming Po
2005: Just Call Me Rosa

Off Season Surf Shop

Their website said they were open, so Ed and I walked down to the beach to check out the windsurfing shop. When we got there we found the remnants of the rental shack they set up. Only during the season.

I had a feeling people weren't windsurfing in Virginia in December.  It's been unseasonably warm during the day, but I'm betting that water is pretty cold.

And I didn't see anyone prancing around the beach in wetsuits.

 

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2014: Two Full Weeks Of Shopping Left
2013: Team Daily Rant Makes A Pitstop In Florida
2012: An Apple A Day
2011: California Sunshine
2010: A Star (Or Two) Is Born
2009: Modern Road Warriors And Their Weapons 
2008: Holsteins On Display
2007: Listening And LOVING
2006: Unfortunately Synonymous
2005: The Gays Are The Ritziest

The Incredible Portable Egg

Last week Ed and I tried Scotch Eggs for the first time. I've never heard of Scotch Eggs in my entire life. I learned about them sometime this year, I don't remember when, but it wasn't too long ago. I don't even remember where I heard about them - something I read, a podcast I was listening to, online - suddenly I just knew about them.

They're hard-boiled eggs, wrapped in in sausage, rolled in breadcrumbs, and deep fried. I read that sometimes people bake them, but I think fried is probably the way to go. We liked them, although something was missing.  I thought they might be salty because of the sausage, but they weren't, they just weren't as flavorful as I thought they'd be. I added a sprinkle of salt and they perked up.  

I don't know that I'd eat these on a picnic, or packed in a lunchbox. I think they're probably best freshly cooked like we had them at this restaurant. Although, it is like a fried meatball in a way, so maybe they wouldn't be that bad. And they are definitely portable.

Who else has tried Scotch Eggs and what did you think?


~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~2014: Bric-à-brac
2013: Bidding Adieu
2012: Rushing To The Mine 
2011: Ari-Snowna
2010: It’s In The Air
2009: Wish List
2008: He Must Have Learned It From TV
2007: When Pizza Is Involved, Jesus Is Always In Charge
2006: Sexier Than The Rockettes
2005: $3.99 A Minute

Table For Two, Table With View

After a day of driving around looking at waterfront property, Ed and I had dinner at Bubba's Seafood Restaurant & Crabhouse in Virginia Beach, Virginia where the steady flow of boat traffic kept the scenery interesting.



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2014: Ready For The Himalayas
2013: The Lady In 7A
2012: No, Not Harry Potter. GRACE Potter.
2011: UPSide Down
2010: Gucci, Gucci, Gu
2009: Big Trucks + TV = Big Truck TV
2008: Insane In The Holiday Brain
2007: Umbrella-ella-ella-ella
2006: Dress Code
2005: And It Begins…

When Working For Peanuts Pays Off

The Planters Peanut headquarters in Suffolk, Virginia

Whenever we explore a new area I get online and find out what I can about the place - first Wikipedia, then the town/city/area website if they have one.  I like to know if there's anything I should know about, anything I should see, an historical fact I wasn't aware of and should know.

When we found ourselves in Suffolk, Virginia, I did the same thing.  We've driven through there many times because it's a truck route we often use to and from the Norfolk area, but we've never actually explored it. So when I did some Googling and discovered that Suffolk was the birthplace of Mr. Peanut, the mascot of Planters Peanuts, I knew I had to find him.

I loved the surprise even more when I learned that the founder of the Planters Peanut Company was Italian immigrant Amedeo Obici (Ah-may-day-o O-bee-chee).  Born in Oderzo, Veneto, Italy, he came to the United States in 1889, not speaking a word of English, first landing in Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania.

It was there that he learned about roasting peanuts from his future wife's family, which inspired him to start his own peanut cart. Because roasters were expensive, he made his own from parts he found at a local junkyard, and started selling peanuts from his own cart.  In 1906, he founded his company and within 10 years, had sales in excess of one million dollars!

He and his wife Louise eventually moved to Suffolk, Virginia - the "Peanut Capital of the World" - where he built his new processing plant, which we visited thinking we'd find Mr. Peanut and peanut goodness. We did not.  The security guards directed us downtown to find the statue and the Planters Peanut store.

The Planters Peanut Center has been in business since 1967 and is located in downtown Suffolk and is a nice little window into peanut history.  

The store is tiny, but has a nostalgic feel to it.  There's information about peanuts on the walls, brochures about peanuts, staff who know things about peanuts you never thought you needed to know, and a little poster showing the progression of Mr. Peanut.

An additional fun fact - Mr. Peanut was the brainchild of another Italian, Antonio Gentile. Born in Philadelphia to Italian immigrant parents and living in Suffolk, he submitted his drawings to a contest Planters Nut and Chocolate Company ran when looking for trademark ideas. He won the contest, pocketing a $5 prize.

They roast peanuts daily in the store, using a 1936-model peanut roaster. The bag of peanuts we bought were still warm!

In 1924, Amedeo and Louise Obici purchased the 253 acre Bay Point Farm which is located on the Nansemond River. The Obici House still stands today and is now a wedding venue, meeting space, and the location of the Pro Shop and Bar & Grill for the Sleepy Hole Golf Course.

You can see photos of the interior of the Obici House here. 

The Obici House and the Bay Point Farm property is now owned by the City of Suffolk and is listed on the Virginia Landmarks Register and the National Register of Historic Places.

You'll also see the Obici name around town.  After her death, Amedeo wanted to create a lasting memorial for his wife so he named a hospital after her - the Louise Obici Memorial Hospital, which is now known as Sentara Obici Hospital.

In addition to the little Mr. Peanut statues lining the fence at the plant, and the one that stands in front of The Obici House, there's also the iconic peanut in a top hat located in downtown Suffolk.  I happen to think the peanut statues are a little small considering the fame of Mr. Peanut and the reach of the Planters Peanut Company (I don't remember any peanuts other than Planters in my life), but he's there if you want to see him in all of his 3-foot glory.

And if you happen to be in Oderzo, Italy, Suffolk's sister city and the birthplace of Amedeo Obici, you'll see another statue displayed there.

It was a gift from Planters.  A reminder that working for peanuts can eventually make a person - an immigrant, at that - a huge success!



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2014: Making Magic With Dough
2013: I'm Sure He Was Delicious
2012: Drowning My Sorrows In Mountain Dew
2011: Red Hair At Night, Truckers Delight. Red Hair At Morning, Truckers Warning.
2010: Rok New York
2009: South Dakota Sky
2008: Nutty Friday
2007: It’s Not So Much Fun To Roll Out Your Best Sales Schpiel On A Mute
2006: Forced Happiness
2005: Firestarter

Cured In Smithfield

Took a ride to Smithfield, Virginia today.  This is an old abandoned house we passed along the way.

Smithfield is located about 30 miles west of Norfolk, and is famous for the curing and production of Smithfield Ham. The curing process was derived from a process Native American taught settlers five centuries ago.

The company, Smithfield Foods, raises 12 million and processes 20 million hogs annually.  They are the largest pork processor and hog producer in the world. To be called a "Smithfield Ham", certain requirements - defined in a statute in 1926 passed by the Virginia General Assembly - have to be adhered to.  One of them is that it be processed within the town limits of Smithfield.

Smithfield Foods was purchased in 2013  for $7.1 billion by a Chinese firm, which caused quite a bit of snorting and squealing in the community and elsewhere.  It was the largest-ever Chinese acquisition of an American company. The Chinese now own 1 in 4 pigs raised in the U.S.

We didn't see, hear, or smell any pigs while in Smithfield, but we did take a ride through the company headquarters.  The town sits on the Pagan River, is super cute, has lots of little shops along Main Street, and several historic buildings worth a look.

And remember...in the south, everything's got a little pig hidden in it somewhere.  Can't even have a vegetable without a little ham hock thrown in.


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2014: Happy Thanksgiving!
2013: Football Eyes In A Pear Head
2012: Snack Attack
2011: Last Full Day Of Freedom
2010: Keyed Up
2009: The Ultimate Mrs.
2008: Happy Thanksgiving
2007: The Kind Of Contraction That Produces A Laugh, Not A Baby
2006: Wanderlust Officially Approved
2005: The Eye Of The Beholder

Pre-Turkey Day Snarl

It seems like everyone is leaving town for turkey. It took us 45 minutes to go 7 miles!!  I wanted to shove a pencil in my eye.  



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2014: A Sign Ignored
2013: One Woman, Ten Looks
2012: Came For The Dog, Wound Up With A Beefy Italian
2011: The Master Carver
2010: Waiting For The Good Stuff
2009: Getting Some Bird A Day Ahead Of The Crowd
2008: The Only Reason Men Do Things Is Because Their Wives MAKE Them
2007: Here’s Looking At You
2006: Just Outside The Door
2005: Trying To Mask The Boredom

This Is Not 100% Natural Spring Water

This is pee.

Urine, piss, number one, liquid waste, piddle, pee-pee, tinkle, shi-shi, wee, wee-wee, maker of yellow snow.

A gallon's worth.

I took this picture at a truck stop in Wytheville, Virginia. We backed into our spot and this gallon of pee was on the ground behind the trailer of the truck parked next to us. That doesn't mean it was his pee, but it was there.

It's disgusting. It was still there the next morning when I walked back to get this shot. The asphalt smelled like urine and I disinfected my flip-flops with Lysol before I got back into my truck.

I always wonder what kind of person leaves a pee bottle in a parking lot. Or, in this case, a pee gallon. I see bottles on the side of the road all the time.  Soda bottles, Gatorade bottles, full of yellow liquid, discarded in the grass on the side of the road. It's not even like these guys have a good aim, they can't even get the bottle in the woods, where it wouldn't be seen.

This is what makes truck drivers look like pigs. This is what makes the public think we're disgusting (well, not me, but the men). This is what gives the entire industry a bad name.

I saw this guy in Massachusetts peeing in the parking lot next to his truck. I didn't say anything - I should have - but what was most perplexing about his need to relieve himself, was that after he finished up, he walked right into the travel center.  He could have used the bathroom inside. But instead, he chose to pee between our trucks. He didn't even pretend like he wasn't doing it, like some guys do when the discreetly step between the truck and the trailer, pretending they're "checking" connections or something.  He just assumed a wide-legged stance, pulled out his junk, and drained his equipment.

Who does this? I mean, other than the guy in my photo, who was caught with his hand in the cookie jar. What goes through their heads when they're peeing in public, or leaving a gallon of pee in the parking lot?  Or on the back of another driver's trailer. 

These drivers are doing this to us. To their fellow drivers. To others in their industry. And I will bet you a dollar that these people are the first to lament the injustices they face in our industry. How they're not treated with respect. How they're not allowed to use the restroom at a shipper or receiver. How they're not allowed to sleep in a customer's parking lot. This is the reason why.

Unfortunately, this industry still attracts people who can't, don't, or won't ever project professional behavior.  The people who do things like this have the mindset of an individual who doesn't have values - probably a combination of upbringing, education, and life experiences since our parents and the social environment around us determine how our values are formed.

I know when people become adults, they do what they want. Just like I do. But I learned as a kid that it's not right to pee in public. That you should wash your hands after you use the bathroom. That you say please and thank you. That you open the door for others, especially the elderly. I know humans aren't perfect, but you don't have to be perfect to know that peeing in public, throwing pee bottles out the window, and leaving gallons of human waste in parking lots is wrong.

These people show no respect for their fellow drivera, for RVers who may be parking in the rest areas, for families traveling with children. No respect for others at all.

If you're one of these people, get your shit together and dispose of your garbage properly. And if you just can't bring yourself to not litter, at least pour your pee out in the bushes before you leave the gallon on the side of the road or the back of someone else's trailer.

And if I ever catch you, I'm not only going to say something, I'm going to blow the air horn until every head in the truck stop turns in your direction.

Think twice before you piss on my world.



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2014: Rain Day Delay
2013: That Sunday, That Summer
2012: Heading To The Mountains
2011: End Of Summer Rainbow
2010: UGG, What A Surprise!
2009: Under The El
2008: We Escaped With Our Teeth Intact
2007: Praying In The Jewel Of The South For Over 250 Years
2006: Drive Time Champion
2005: Yukon Bet We’re Far Away

Even More Beauty Is On Its Way

This isn't a photograph of anything special - just a hillside of trees in Virginia - but it pleases me.  I love that I'm fortunate enough to see this kind of stuff every day, all over the United States.

When I think about it, I'm kinda in awe of my job. Not the bullshit parts of my job where I have to deal with the morons in my industry, but this part of my job, where I get to see awesomeness nearly every day. Regular ol' side of the road beauty.

My favorite season is approaching and I love watching the colors change as we travel through the country. Some of the trees along our route were already changing in color, and in the next two months, they'll be vibrant and beautiful.

I can't wait to see you, Fall.

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2014: Light, Bright, And Airy
2013: How To Get Rid Of A Pain In The Ass
2012: Working Together, The Democratic Way
2011: Teams Take A Day Off
2010: The King And Queen Of Sun And Sand
2009: Popeye Would Love This Stuff
2008: From The Confines Of The Hampton Inn
2007: When I Grow Up, I Want To Be…
2006: Fire Water
2005: Ed Having Fun With Photoshop

Making A Killing By Killing People

Every time we drive through Richmond, Virginia, and I see this monument wrapped in cigarette brands on the property of Philip Morris USA, I marvel at the pride this company has at knowingly being part of killing six million people a year.

Simultaneously, it reminds you to pick up a pack of cigarettes, while also reminding you how many people are killed by tobacco products. Even if you don't know the actual numbers, you know tobacco kills. And Philip Morris is so intent on getting their product into the hands of people, so they can kill more of them, that they even sued a country.

The epitome of an Evil Corporation.



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2014: The Best Damn Piece Of Driftwood I've Ever Seen
2013: Junk Still Exists In The Snail Mail World
2012: Where The Chisled Form Of David Accompanies You In The Restroom
2011: Settling In And Planning Our Day
2010: Por And Parking Served Up With Southern Charm
2009: They Should Put This Scent In A Candle. I’d Have One Lit In My House Every Night!
2008: After All
2007: I’ve Been Everywhere Sunday
2006: Who My Baby Daddy?
2005: South Siiiide Education

Power On The Potomac

This is the Morgantown Generating Station, located on the banks of the Potomac River in Newburg, Maryland.  It is a coal-fired power station that supplies large amounts of electrical power to the Washington DC metropolitan area.  It is capable of powering 1.2 million homes.

These pictures were taken from the Harry W. Nice Memorial Bridge which is part of U.S. Route 301.  The bridge is located at a dramatic bend in the river and marks the line between the Lower and Upper Potomac River Estuary.  It's the only Potomac crossing below Washington DC and was opened in 1940.

According to RiverExplorer.com, at approximately at this point in the river, there was a famous ferry that ran from Morgantown, Md. to Mathias Point in Virginia, as early as 1705.

The ferry was part of the shortest route between the capitals of Maryland and Virginia and served as a principal link in the journeys of many early Americans including George Washington, George Mason, and other founding fathers.  Nearby is also the site of one of the river crossings by John Wilkes Booth after his assassination of Abraham Lincoln.  

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2014: Ma And Pa Kettle Lived Here

2013: "License, Registration and Insurance Card, Please"
2012: Welcome To Hell
2011: When She Passes Each One She Passes Goes Ahhhh
2010: The Key To Being Funny
2009: Wishes Really Do Come True
2008: Eddie Plays It Safe Friday
2007: What Road?
2006: I’m STILL Looking To Get Me Some Good BBQ
2005: Say Cheese!!

¡Holy Guacamole!

I've made guacamole twice in the last month.  That's more guacamole than I've made in my entire life.  You see, I was never a fan of the avocado.  And guacamole was just icky the first time I tried it. But in the last year or so, I've been ordering while dining out and quite often getting a small side with chips from places like Chipotle.

But, I had never made it.  Until a few weeks ago.  The first recipe I tried was from the California Avocado website.  I got some great avocados for this recipe and it came out pretty good.

My second attempt was just last week with Chipotle's recipe.  I have to say, this was waaaaay easier, didn't have as many ingredients, and was exceptionally delicious.  It was creamy and the flavor of the avocado really stood out.

But the best I've had at a restaurant - and this includes the Mexican restaurant near my house in Tucson, the mecca of Mexican cuisine - was at Plaza Azteca Mexican Restaurant in Newport News, Virginia.  The woman made it right in front of us, on a cart that rolled right up to our table.  Can't get any fresher than that.  She made it with two avocados, diced tomatoes, onions, jalapeños, fresh cilantro, salt, and the juice of a whole lime.  It was amaaaazing.

Any of these methods of preparation are worth trying.

And if you have a recipe worthy of my time, send it!

California Avocados are now in season!!



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2014: Twisted Sifter Sifted My Photo From The Web
2013: Mine Is Easy To Spot
2012: Oh, For The Love Of Food
2011: Blintzes On Broadway
2010: Watt A Work Of Art – Part One
2009: Salena Javier Barcelona
2008: Road To Bangor
2007: Horton Hatches A Plaza
2006: Crack Whores For Everyone!
2005: Sorry, no post on this day. The blog didn’t start until May 2005!

Go Fly A Kite. No, Really.

Today Ed bought a kite.  And he flew it on the beach in Yorktown, Virginia.  The weather was capital G gorgeous.  And the wind was perfect.  

 The kite he chose from a local store was the best of the ones in the air.  He picked a kite named Serpent.  It had a 40-foot tail!  It was beautiful.

 The head dipped and swooped and the tail danced behind, 

I was surprised how happy seeing the kite made me.  I can't even remember the last time I had a kite or hung out with a boy who had a kite.

It was fun and I'm looking forward to our next kite outing.

The boy with the kite was really cute.



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2014: Hats Off To....Well, Hats
2013: 10 Albums That Never Get Old
2012: The Rest Of Us
2011: Change Of Plans. Another Lazy Day Is In Order.
2010: First R2-D2 And C-3PO And Now, Ed’s Phone
2009: Droppings Might Be Too Delicate A Word
2008: Eddie’s Bedtime Snack Friday
2007: Activities I Need To Participate In
2006: Unwarranted Annoyance
2005: Sorry, no post on this day. The blog didn’t start until May 2005!