Our 9-day vacation to New Hampshire concluded at 8:00 pm CST on Saturday, after two very long days of driving. The whole trip went very well and both Mom and I had a blast meeting Norah and checking out the life that Marshall and Sarah have made for themselves.
On the return trip Mom and I made a detour to Niagara Falls, given we were relatively close and I had never been. We walked and saw the falls, went out on the Observatory Deck to see the falls, did the Maid of the Mist boat tour into the base of the falls, then walked a lot more to see the Horseshoe Falls from the top. The boat tour was a lot of fun, as was just seeing the magnificent power of the surprisingly clear water.
Also, this:
That's right. That's a throat beard. My eyes bugged a little when I first caught sight of this man, thinking, "Holy crap does Marshall need to see this!" We hurried ahead of him and then, stopping under the guise of changing our shoes, waited for him to pass so I could subtly snap a picture.
The diversion to Niagara cost us a lot of time on Friday so by the time we reached our hotel we were exhausted. Saturday we were up and out by 8 am for a 13-hour day of driving, with a time change thrown in for good measure. Coming through Cleveland we hit a heck of a storm that had sheets of rain pelting our car as traffic slowed from the normal 60 MPH to 15. We were in rain for about 50 miles before breaking into the clear, at which point we switched drivers so Mom could unwind and relax. We kept switching every 150-200 miles so neither of us would get too road-weary or, worse, settle into a road-trance.
It was good to get home and be able to just stop and be still. Special thanks to Carrie, who stripped my bed and washed my sheets, remembering I had a nasty head cold when we left. It was great to come home to a freshly-made bed, complete with chocolate on the pillow!
Yesterday was a really lazy day for everyone. Today I am getting serious about my job search. I was also going to get serious about using the oh-so-convenient treadmill in our basement, but after about 15 minutes I realized anew that I detest treadmills. I suppose I'll just have to brave the humidity and do my walking outside. I am totally excited for the new weight bench and weights that Justin and Carrie bought and assembled while Mom and I were away. And I like my exercise ball and yoga mat. I guess if all I have leave the house for is cardio work then I'm doing pretty good.
Today I will also be taking some time to evaluate my 101 in 1001 goal list and make some updates on my website. I have come to the conclusion that I have too many daily and weekly goals that place some unrealistic expectations on me. Those goals will probably have qualifiers added to them, similar to what Justin did with some of his goals. For example, "Buy the Sunday paper every week" will probably become, "Buy the Sunday paper X-amount of weeks". The spirit of the goals will remain the same, but I'm going to make some of them less difficult and less stressful.
On a side note, I have been craving buffalo-flavored things lately. Is this indicative of something, like a subconscious desire to spice up my life? I do not know.
Also, Renee, I can see you are on Facebook but I cannot seem to click on you to request you add me as your friend. I'm not feeling the family love here.
Marshall, would I like living in Vermont/right on the New Hampshire border?
A favorite glass of mine broke last night. The glass took a fatal dive off the counter, where it was drying and chatting with its plastic counterparts. Curiously, the fall took place in the middle of the night when we were all abed and the house was still. Perhaps there was a squabble between my glass and the plastic, and the plastic, knowing it will never be equal to glass, pushed my glass off the counter in the heat of the moment. I suppose I will never know what led to the glass falling, but my glassware-loving self will forever miss the cool drinks my glass and I will now never share together. R.I.P. glass.
On that sad note...
Love!
~g
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