I spent most of it riding in a car. I went to Mannington WV. Why? Because the fictional town of Grantville WV in the novel 1632 and sequels by Eric Flint was based off of Mannington. I also saw War of the Worlds and stayed the night in Morgantown. And on the trip back I saw the Niel Armstrong Air and Space Museum.
The trip was 35 hours long (left 6am saturday, got back 5pm sunday) and I was in Mannington for only about 2.
Friday night, we put our elliptical together (it’s been in the box for three weeks, but in our defense, we were on vacation for one full week, and away for another long weekend). We both yelled a lot, like we always do, then made up.
Saturday, my husband had to work at nine that morning, so I slept in…until 11:30. :eek: . Then I got up and worked out on the elliptical while I waited for him to get home.
He got home, we went to Don Pablos for lunch, then putzed around Bed Bath and Beyond and Borders, rented some movies from Blockbuster, and headed home, where I promptly fell asleep again for another couple of hours. We spent the rest of the night watching Meet The Fockers and a few other programs, then went to bed.
Sunday, we got up and putzed around some more. I didn’t do much on Sunday. He had to work at a festival that afternoon, so while he was gone, I did some cleaning and worked out on our elliptical a little more.
Very exciting weekend.
E.
On Saturday I helped my sister-in-law move.
It was as totally horrific as it sounds. The sister-in-law is cool but moving sucks beyond belief.
On Sunday we took the boys and hiked up to here. Nice little hike. Came home and jumped in the pool to wash off the trail dust and had a couple of beers. That definitely made up for Saturday.
“Moo-haa-haa, I’m drunk w/ power!”
I worked a couple hours on Saturday and napped off and on for the rest of the day. Did a bunch of laundry in between. Sunday I watched my 2 hour Coronation Street omnibus on CBC, napped, then went to Comerica Park for a baseball game between some Future All-Stars and that was followed by a softball game pitting Tigers alum against celebrities. They included Bo Jackson, a guy from ‘Desperate Housewives’, Billy Bob Thornton, Jon Lovitz, JOn Secada, some Playboy model, Lovieanne Something, and some others I don’t remember. Pitching for the Tigs alum was Mark ‘The Bird’ Fidrych, the very first sports figure I ever had a crush on. I was 6. I sat next to and chatted w/ a nice young man who has a very wicked sense of humor like myself. We played a game of ‘Spot the Mullet’ and “Oh God, Why Would You Wear THAT?!” I love people-watching!
Came home and crashed from sitting in 90 degrees for 5 hours w/ only one bottle of water. DOH!
Our neighborhood had a water main break on Sunday, luckily after I’d gotten in a shower. DH wasn’t so lucky. And we were just pathetic, suddenly needing dinner, or a run to Target, etc., every time we had to use the bathroom.
We called at 11AM and were told it would be back on in around 5 hours. It was off when we called it a day around 11PM. It did come back in the middle of the night.
Attended the San Francisco Silent Film Festival. Would’ve liked to have seen more, but did catch the charming *Stage Struck with Gloria Swanson and the overrated The Big Parade with John Gilbert. Also, caught the fun Land of the Dead.
Other than that, same old same old: work, papers, cleaning, gardening.
You got it. 
Actually, if any of the performers are rude to me, or aren’t nice to the crowd while I’m around, I do take a little pleasure in knowing that I’ll be able to recommend against their return. I look younger than I am (especially when wearing shorts, a festival t-shirt, and a baseball cap), and they know that I’m just a volunteer, so they tend to think I’m just some “kid” who’s helping out. They have no idea that they should be sucking up to me, the poor bastards! 
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My man flew up on Friday and we had an excellent weekend together. Figuring out how to make a long distance relationship work is hard, but we’re sure making the most of these occasional weekends to get to know each other better and spend as much time together as possible.
Steamboat?
“midget film festival”? :dubious:
How was War of the Worlds? Does it live up to the hype?
Hey, is that near Lake Arrowhead? I have some hiker friends who live there, and they sent me a picture of them standing on what looks to be that exact spot.
Saturday we found 4 Geocaches, went to the Scottish Highland games and ate Scottish meat pies, drove back to Snohomish and chatted with the soccer parents during oldest daughters practice.
Sunday we found 4 more Geocaches went back to the Highland Games and ate Scottish meat pies and drank Scottish beer came home and BBQed some burgers and smoked some chicken breasts.
If the SO hadn’t been such a b*tch it would have been a perfect weekend.
I spent the Sabbath with my aunt and uncle, who live near a whole bunch of my cousins, so I hung out with a gazillion relatives and bonded with my cousin’s ten-month-old. It was a bad chronic fatigue day, but it was good to see everybody and eat the vast quantities of food my aunt always puts out. Saturday night, one cousin made a party for all the teenage cousins (there are about a hundred of us in my family, so there are plenty of teenagers) which I crashed even though I’m too old, and ate ice cream and took silly pictures with the gang. Being nocturnal, I watched Breakfast at Tiffany’s after everybody else went to sleep. Lots of fun, but not much to write about.
A good friend is in a band that just released its second CD, and the parents of the band dudes made a CD-release barbecue for friends this past Sunday. (The band dudes are all independent-living adults in their mid-twenties, FWIW.) I had misgivings, thinking it’d be weird and awkward, but it was great. My friend had mostly invited the people from the neighborhood who are both of our’s family in everything but genes, and hanging out with them is always just so… chill. (I also got to hang out with my friend’s roommate, who I hadn’t really talked to since we were put in different classes in fourth grade. It’s amazing how much more civilized guys get between the age of eight and their mid-twenties.) Everybody who plays an instrument brought it, and there was a giant, awesome jam with a rotating cast of characters (many professionals) for about three hours; the people were great, the other band dudes’ moms were really nice, and I was having such a good chronic fatigue day that I could hang out in the heat for three hours and be fine. My brother took his one day off from camp counseloring to come, so I got to see him for the first time in a while. Even slogging through awful traffic on the way home didn’t bring me down.
A friend and I drove to Roswell on Friday afternoon and camped out at the Bottomless Lakes state park. In the morning, we competed in the Bottomless triathlon. It started at 8:30 and I though it would be hot, so I wore my lime green speedo (it was a clearance sale, I only bought it cuz it was cheap, honest!). I sucked as ususal, set a PR but couldn’t break an hour. A neighbor dared me to wear the speedo to the Kelly Mine run the next day and I thought about it. After the race, we all had some ice cream and then drove home. Was pretty lazy the rest of the day, slept a little and not much else. Had dinner at a new restaurant (well, new to me) and it was ok.
Got up early Sunday and drove to Magdelena for the annual Kelly Mine run. It’s a 7k from Magdalena to the Kelly church with an elevation gain of 800 ft. I still haven’t totally recovered from the marathon, but I managed to finish in under 38 minutes and took second in my age group. I did wear the speedo, though. My neighbors thought it was worth a free dinner and we had steak at their house.
Total net for the weekend: 2 t shirts, 1 red ribbon, and one steak dinner. Too bad my calves are killing me now…
Hoosier Pass. South of Breckenridge about 14 miles.
Though my Wife ran the Steamboat marathon a couple of weeks ago.
Saturday we had a party with about 75 people, to say goodbye to the house we’re moving out of. I moved there with my family when I was 1 1/2 yrs old. Lived there til I got married, then moved back about 4 years ago when my mom decided to move to Tuscon. That was fun, half-barrel of Heineken, tons of sausage and burgers, then a fridge full of back-up beer. Ugh.
Sunday I did Nascar!!!
Never been to one of those races before, but a friend had free tickets in the first row across from the entrance to pit row. Damn, that is loud.
Nascar is code for: “Here, buy this shit please”. Marketing overload, I tell ya.
Still it was pretty enjoyable, even if it only falls into the category of stuff I can now say I did.
No, it is farthern north in the central Sierra Nevadas on the edge between Kings Canyon National Park and Sequoia National Forest, about 5 miles south of the north entrance to Kings Canyon/Sequoia National Parks.
Who could blame you?
I worked noon-midnight Saturday and Sunday, and slept through the rest. All in all, a decent weekend,
