Showing posts with label Vacation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vacation. Show all posts

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

9/11 & Vacation


What better place to be on 9/11 when you live in South Dakota than at Mount Rushmore. As we pulled into the park to pay for parking, I told the woman in the booth what a great job she had, to be able to talk to happy excited people all day. Imagine how stunned we both were when she said, "You would think that, wouldn't you?". It turned out that a car a little ahead of us told her they thought the monument would be bigger, they were disappointed and they wanted to know if they could just turn around without paying and leave.......


We were still excited, even though we have been there before. The flag was at half mast, as it should be on that day. The camaraderie we felt emanating from the other patriots and those visiting from other countries was powerful. The picture above was taken from the highway before you even get to the monument. If you chose to take the Presidential Trail, as we always do, you get to see the faces fairly close up and there is a story along the way about each President. There will be wildlife if you look for the movement off the trail.


Saturday, July 19, 2008

Home

I have been gone for a little while. I was blessed enough to be able to spend time with my parents. Mom needed help with a garage sale she had been planning so I flew home to offer a helping hand. Notice I said hand. At the moment my right wrist is in a brace recovering from the attack of a three year old granddaughter. No quilting for me at the moment, but I can still knit. My sister, Maria, helped out att he sale and is still helping with the clean up.

All went well and while I was there, I was called and offered a promotion. I was happy it happened there and that they got to be a part of it. It was a long time coming and they were probably more thrilled as I am.

Although I miss them terribly, it is always great to sleep in your own bed again. The cats sure acted like they may have missed me. I prefer to think it was me they missed, instead of someone to constantly fill the food and water dishes so they didn't have to wait for the end of the day, but in reality, I know better......