Tuesday, September 8, 2009

21 Hours in the Car and I Didn't Shake Anyone or Things that I Like

We do a good bit of traveling around to people's houses. It's always better for us to go to a house that has kids already. Our hosts know what to expect. A random throw-up, toilets left unflushed, 127 questions about nothing. I guess the plethora of dogs warmed in Rocket and G, because neither of them flinched when our crew got out and ran in and explored. Rocket and Amy both spoke to our children like they are real people instead of some mutant breed of alien that only understands monosyllabic words spoken at a deafening volume. We like that.

We like people that like to hang out at home, that don't need constant entertainment, that can sit around and carry on a conversation. We especially like it when they like to sit around a fire. Amy and I built the fire, by the way. Dawn just swooped in at the end and made it look special. It was like the nurse that sits by a laboring woman all day. She turns her, encourages her, keeps her from killing her husband only to have the doctor rush in at the last minute, catch the baby and sign his name to the birth certificate claiming to have been the "birth attendant."

We also like people that cook good food. G had that covered. Burgers, hotdogs, brats, shrimp, crablegs. For real.

We like folks that share our basic outlook on life. Live and let live. Love the lonely and helpless. Laugh. Laugh. Laugh. There was plenty of that. Amy the husband, Ray and his mustache, the welcoming maxi pad, the brother who gets tattoos and applause. What was remarkable about all the hilarity is that it should have been embarrassing in front of people that you've only known for a few hours. But we have known each other for much longer, haven't we?

These girls are just who they are in Blogland. No alter egos. No smoke blowing. No bullshit. What you see is what you get. And it is all awesome. You'll never meet a bigger heart than Amy's. You'll never meet a purer soul than Rocket's.

And you all know how I adore Dawn, but I have to go on and on. I can't help myself. I love to watch her in a group of people. She has a calming nature, made more incredible considering her ADD. People like her. She asks good questions and cares enough about the answer to listen, but not enough to judge or second-guess. She's funny. Magnetic. And she looks at me and sees me and likes me the most. And I like that.

Amy, my dear husband - the kids are planning your move to Florida. They can be very persuasive. It's probably better to cease resisting. You play Legos and you're good at it, according to Storm. That's high praise.

Rocket/Lightning/Roxanne - the kids want to come back when it snows. Got a sled? And Storm wants to see your tattoos. He said he didn't notice. (!?!)



  1. i love hearing a these incredible weekend stories!
    so glad you all had such a great time!

  2. LMFAO!!!! hahahaha

    g is an amazing cook!!!

    storm... i.heart.that.boy. :)
    i am soooo excited about our next meeting that it will have to be sooner than later. seriously. :) big hugs to those amazing kids...

  3. Glad you all had a great trip.

    Soon, again, can't wait.

  4. Wow. I don't think I'm going to be able to compete with those hosts. I'm already feeling anxious.
    I don't even have tattoos!

  5. Yeah, I am the same way. Sometimes it is just nice to sit by a fire and talk. Good conversation.

  6. It sounds like you had an awesome time!

  7. I love you. I love you with all my heart. I love your kids. I love your wife. Even though she needs to learn to keep her hands off my wife when I'm around....LOL

    Seriously, this meeting just solidified our roles in each others lives. There isn't anything I wouldn't bend over back wards for to make sure you, dawn, and the kids have whatever you need from me at any given time.

    I'll see you again in 3 weeks. Can I catch again or is that done and over with now?? LMAO

  8. Sounds like everyone had an amazing time.

    You both deserve some kind of award for driving that far with four kids in the car. My parents did it all the time and I don't know how they survived us...

  9. Windy, Windy. It has taken me what seems like a year to catch up on everything that is happening. A long, laughy, tear-filled, giggly, year full of oohs and ahhs. The people in the Starbucks have long learned to ignore the noises coming from my corner: songs, videos, sniffles and chortles.

    May I just say I love you. And I am sending all the vibes I can, my dear. To Hope!

  10. I'm simply speechless. Very well put. :)