Thursday, June 14, 2007
The kids' favorite activity... riding the Metro. Gracie is off to the right. They loved the speed.
The Library of Congress. The kids were looking at the Capitol Building across the street. We had taken a tour of the Capitol earlier in the day.
My AMAZING parking place!!! The van is at the far left of the picture, the White House is on the right. I turned around from taking the pictures of the Washington Monument to take this picture. You can touch me next time you see me.
Cannot for the life of me remember this guy's name at the moment. I'll correct it when I can.
These two pictures were taken at the Jefferson Memorial. We were on the back side having a snack of carrots, sodas and water. We also did a study on perspective. Pretty cool, huh?
This is the little cabin we stayed in while visiting D.C. It was a KOA in Maryland. Really fun!
The Puffy Shirt... from Seinfeld. One of my favorite episodes. I took this picture for Evan. It's part of the collection of the Smithsonian Museum of American History.
This is at the National Gallery of Art. I have a print of this Rembrandt in my living room. It was really amazing to see the original.
The kids and I wanted to see the Impressionists. We walked into the room and were overwhelmed by what we saw. Monet, Renoir, Degas, Manet, Pisarro. Wow! I almost cried.
Patrick, Gracie and Meghan at the rehearsal dinner. We ate at Six Penn Kitchens in downtown Pittsburgh. Delicious food and fun times!
Bill (my Dad-in-law), Meghan's brother Todd, Todd's wife Brooke, Meghan and Margaret (my mom-in-law) at the dinner. As you can see, it was a general love-fest. Both families love each other.
Standing around outside the museum for cocktails in between the ceremony and the reception dinner. That's Chip and his wife, Chip married the lovely couple.
Here they come!!! Aren't they gorgeous? Like Ken and Barbie... only real.
Gracie LOVES her Uncle Patrick!
Isn't her dress amazing? She is so beautiful. I'm very grateful that she also has the beauty of a heart that trusts in God.
Weird expression on Patrick's face but I still love this picture. It looks all sweet and relaxed, when in reality, Patrick has a death grip on Brody's hand to keep him from running away... we were trying to pose them for a picture. Why doesn't the 3 year old understand that?
Eat your hearts out ladies! That right there is one good-lookin' man. And he's aallllll mine!!!!
Well, that's only 20 pictures out 280. But your get the overall flavor of the trip. Sorry it took so long to post them.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Monday, June 11, 2007
Also on the trip home, there was a sign that read something along the lines of, "I WON $91,632! ALL MY DREAMS CAME TRUE." The only problem was that the man in the picture looked miserable. It was really very ironic. I was glad that Rick saw it too so that I had someone to laugh with me about it. Rick, if you read this and remember what it said exactly, leave a comment.
Every night while at the beach we watched a movie. Sounds fun... only one problem. Movie doesn't start until 11 pm. But since the girls stayed up, so did I. Night 1: The Truman Show. Night 2: Nacho Libre. Night 3: Raiders of the Lost Ark.
While there, we listened to Inside This Skin several times. I'll try to post a link for it. Anyway, this song is my favorite. Not just of Adam's but it's like my favorite song. Stokes choreographed it. The youth will hopefully do a 'music video' of it for the Talent Show. It involves James Bond, Satan, machine guns, Robert Palmer-type dancers and other strange things. We laughed our butts off. Stokes is hysterical.
Stokes and Corey at Pineapple Willy's. Corey's holding the defective camera.
Rick. My new friend. He's getting married in less than 2 weeks to Jessica's sister Stacy.
Adam and Stokes after an invigorating go-cart race. Adam kicked butt. Stokes (aka: Mr. Competitive) couldn't get past Bren.
I'm tired and don't want to mess with rotating this picture. Turn your head if you want. This is my van of girls. We had so much fun together!
Can't wait for your comments.
I got home today from being 'an adult' on the Sr. High Beach Trip. Wow! That was so much fun. I'm pretty sure that I enjoyed it just as much or more than I did when I was a youth. We went to Panama City for about 3 days. Stayed at the same retreat center that I stayed at when I was a kid. Swam in the same pools, sang some of the same songs. It was very nostalgic.
Let's see... where so I start? Ummm... How 'bout with the cast of characters?
Stokes - the earnest, only slightly high-strung youth director.
Boo - the tired, mildly pregnant chaperon and the only other grown-up girl
Me - the oldest person on the trip, goofy and prone to verbal diarrhea
Adam - the cool, funny chaperon who looks like he's way too young to be there.
Brandon - the brain of the trip, looks like a marine because of new haircut, finds the same things funny that I do, therefore providing comic relief.
Rick - the thoughtful one, also looks way too young, friends with Adam, pianist, really funny chaperon
Corey - the quietly funny, superior speaker, expert at practical jokes and sarcasm. thinks I am insane.
Well, that's the adults. We had 4 girls and 7 boys. All the kids were well behaved and interesting, and only one who was slightly annoying... those who went know who I'm talking about.
Okay, ten reasons why I think Corey Nolen thinks I'm a fruitcake. First, let me say I have no idea why I even care.
1. On our first meeting, I threw a banana peel at him and yelled "Catch!"
2. I actually told him that the girls saw the waistband of his underwear and now call him 'Ralph Lauren'.
3. On the phone, I made a joke to him and he just handed the phone to Stokes.
4. I am a fruitcake.
5. He gives me the "this woman is a nut" look.
6. I got a henna tattoo.
7. My tattoo is a skull and crossbones because I lost a game of paper/rock/scissors with Thomas and now we have matching tattoos.
8. On the trip home, I started following Rick on the interstate. Only it wasn't Rick. It wasn't even a Suburban... it was a Tahoe.
9. Various moments of verbal diarrhea.
10. I really am a friutcake.
Anyways, like I said, I have no idea why it matters. I like Corey. He has a great speaking voice, he should be a D.J. He has a lot of wisdom, I learned a lot. Plus, he never brushes his hair. You've got to admire that.
Well, more later. Bye.