Early in the summer my kids and I made a sort of bucket list of things we wanted to do. I promised faithfully that this summer, I really and truly would take them to Six Flags, a realio, trulio amusement park. My poor children are so deprived that they've never been to anything besides the county fair (and the terrifyingly rickety rides it has). In mid-July I realized that if I didn't take them within a week, it wouldn't happen at all...so I did it, in a super-human feat of driving endurance (three hours each way; I am a rotten long-distance driver, because I get sleepy). We had a great time and I rode a roller coaster for the first time in years.
My brother got married! We drove to Portland under a haze of wildfire smoke -- happily for me, my husband drove most of the way while I dozed a lot. My entire extended family squished into a giant, but weirdly designed, AirBnB house. The wedding was lovely and everything went great. We also had a big picnic party to celebrate my parents' 50th wedding anniversary this year. And Maphead, my fellow Eastern-European-history-reader, came over to say hi, which was great.
|My folks, siblings, and assorted relations|
|Maphead and me at a Portland park|
Got home and realized that I'd promised the older kid that we'd go down to Sacramento to take a look at kid's chosen college program, and if it didn't happen this week, it wouldn't happen. So I spent four hours driving and one hour sitting in a nice air-conditioned college library while kid had a great time talking with students and instructors. Otherwise the week is a haze of exhaustion and laundry.
Then I took the younger kid to Utah for a week! Well, I was just a lucky passenger again; my sister-in-law always does the driving because she gets sick otherwise, and also she is a much better distance driver than I am anyway. Our kids enjoyed a week living in a dorm and having Fun Teen Activities at a college, and I stayed with my close friend who moved away a year ago. I can tell you from personal knowledge that the entire West is covered in smoke. California, Nevada, Utah (and a good deal of Oregon): all suffocating under a thick blanket of smoke. But I saw several good friends and I did some touristing and it was a great trip.
|I'm partway through a lot of books...but I can't seem to finish...|
I've been recovering since, and preparing for the school year. The younger kid is at band camp every day; the older one is working and about to start college. There is a ton to do, and then my fridge decided to start leaking water. I think I'm looking forward to the start of work, so I can relax a bit...