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Disney Vacation

I can hardly believe that exactly one month ago, I was in the middle of a Disney Vacation.  Time flies when you’re…old.

Thankfully, you’re never too old for Disney World.

I’ve been wanting to write about it, because it was such a fabulous time, but I got sick just before we came home.  And then I kept being sick and not doing much by way of writing, then time slipped by faster and faster.  Now, I’m faced with another problem about getting older: although my enthusiasm for the subject is just as bright and shiny, my memories are not.  They are becoming rather fuzzy, in fact, on the finer details.  But I did take a ton of pictures, so I’m going to share a few of those with you.  You can pretend this is the seventies and you’re sitting on my couch watching vacation slides.  Aren’t you the lucky ones? continue reading…

What a great day looks like…

Yesterday, I got to spend the day with my fabulous sister and her two girls.

First we took a walk downtown.  Amanda was uncharacteristically untalkative. Her mother and I were characteristically quite talkative (so that worked out just fine).

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Amanda Rides

Allison does, too.

We enjoyed the sights.

Finger Walking

What is that?

Bumble Bees

 Then there was swimming!

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What’s She looking for?

Did she find it?

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Amanda splashes her face almost every time she comes up out of the water. I'm wondering where she got this from?

Maybe she just likes making a splash in general.

The afternoon ended as it should…with ice cream!

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And for some of us, a nap (though not for as many of us as wanted one).

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What I learned at my sister’s house

Louis and I spent a few days at my sister’s house last week while she and her family were on vacation. Ostensibly, I was there to feed the fish and take care of the boy’s two cats.    But they also have cable, which I don’t have, and unlimited internet.  So that’s nice.  And they’re in town, which cuts my commute in half. Not that it’s important, but they also have a pool.  Of course, none of those things effected my decision to stay.  I was simply there to feed the cats.  Oh…and the fish.  I’m just nice like that. continue reading…