Oh I must have been a very good girl in my previous life to have such a great day today.
Nite. Sleep well.
Today (sat)
9:30 am Frying Dutchman Donut Shop
236 W Main St, Kutztown, PA 19530
(484) 661-6454
Geez a review: ” I love finding little gems like the “Frying Dutchman”. The donuts are not the heavy cake variety, but rather light, if you will. The variety is terrific, but you must try the maple. Awesome. Wait, so is the Snicker’d, and the piña colada, and the butterfinger, and the honey glazed,and the……oh, you get the point.”
6:00 pm Boston’s in Allentown
327 Star Road
Allentown, PA 18106
610-841-5900
Hope tha’ts right
So I am a mess. No one should have me do any sort of tracking.
We are in Kutztown tonight. And tomorrow night. And that’s Fri and Sat night right? So dinner Sat night is a go?
… Looks like Boston, the restaurant at the hotel is only about 15 minutes from Kutztown. So I am thinking we meet there Sat. Night. How about 6 pm? I know you thought you might get to us later but since it’s at your hotel does 6 pm work? We can all talk about Sunday lunch then and what locale makes sense for all. Posting Boston directions and website next here.
Maryland!
And the traffic has disappeared on the interstate. Must be the dinner hour.
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Dave is Durriving
6:00pm Across the eastern continental divide
we dipped into the north western corner of KY yesterday. Back in Indiana now on the road.
we are in Kentucky tonight to see friends
Having a great time. Its a beautiful world.
Me: I _Do_ like the arm on that tree.
Dave: It’s called a limb Dolly.
Me laughing
Dave: Now when the tree is walking, that’s an arm.
Meeting a good friend I first got to know on the internet. Amy
Mothers don’t let your girls grow up to wear glitter…
That stuff is tenacious. I can’t get it off. Read that some women wrap their fingers in acetone and foil! Aak!
So I’m picking at it. Glitter everywhere.
Shade
s of cat in the hat
I was just moving it from one area to another.
Thank goodness for vacuum cleaners.
Categories
new perfume
Ok. I have worn patchouli so long its ridiculous. But I might switch to this.
Paper Passion Fragrance Helps You Smell Like An Old Book
Just admit it. We’ve all opened up that old book with the worn spine and discolored…
www.huffingtonpost.com
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New book actually
Dave has always called patchouli “dusty couch”.
Know why men like women wearing leather?
They smell like a new car.
I am also quite fond of the smell of varnish and paint
gasoline.
diesel on a cold foggy day, smells like the Bahamas in the winter.
Tarred marlin, creosote
Ohhh Smoke!! Love the smell of smoke. I’ll sit on the downside of the fire just to get the smell of smoke in my hair. Eyes stinging and all.
Reading the highway signs – next exit
“Battlefield Retail”
🙂
Categories
don’t cry
“Don’t cry when I die
When it’s my time I probably won’t die
I’ll just lie down and close my eyes
And think about stuff
These eyes got too wide seen too much of life’s goodbyes
Should have spent less time making loot
And spent more time in my birthday suit with you”
Words from “You Can Finally Meet My Mom” by Train.
Bluebird!
Leaving Branson a bluebird of happiness crossed our path.
Ive never seen an eastern bluebird before!
Categories
mothers day
Not all moms have kids.
Not all kids had moms.
Some dads are moms.
For all the “others”
Happy Mother’s day
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I’m hardly the motherly type.
More the do-what-you-want-to-do-and-I’m-on-your-side type.
And do it now.
Or the I’ll-hide-and-watch type.
After everyone left and I was in bed Dave laid down with me!
Then he went to sleep!!
He never does that. I can’t stay awake with a sleeping partner. Soon I was sawing logs too.
I woke up and Dave, Lee, and Tammy are sitting at the picnic table, planning the rest of our day. I apologized for being tardy and Tammy said oh she had just gotten up from her nap a few minutes ago. She is great to travel with. So kind.
We set out towards the Titanic museum. Going through downtown Branson I get all excited about the quilt shop. And the Five and Dime. But do we stop? Nooo. Then there is a water tower, with windows in the base. And I miss getting a picture of that. We are heading for a late lunch at a Burger Shack.
I love the colors. Turquoise walls, with yellow wainscoting, and orange ceiling. Old surfboards hanging. Endless Summer poster. Tammy got the best looking onion rings. I was jealous.
Then off to the Titanic.
The Titanic museum was very good. Other than making me cry a few times. I am too emotional these days.
They give you a boarding pass with information about one of the original passengers. The idea is to find out if you as the passenger makes it or not. So I am from Ireland, third class, and have two young sons traveling with me. I expect I will survive because a man gives me his lifejacket. Which makes me cry to think of how good people are to each other.
We saw recreated rooms. The Astor’s room was the grandest, and I wasn’t as impressed as I should be. The third class cabin was better than some crews quarters I’ve lived in. 😉 With four good bunks, two on each side, electric light, painted paneling, wash basin and water taps…
Steerage or third class is where the line made their money interestingly enough. And third class was better on the Titanic than many first class cabins on other ships.
My favorite part is a sort of doll house view of the various levels. Kitchen, pantry, and dining room, next to each other. Boilers below. And coal. Lots of coal.
Near the end of the tour we were in the room with information about the musicians. And they actually did play music all the way to the last. They gathered near the lifeboats, so they could have gotten aboard one and gone on to safety, but each chose to play music for the passengers instead. It makes me weep.
There is a small tank of icy water that you can put your hand in to see what it is like. Tammy and I stick our hands in and she goes a full minute and quits. She says she could have gone longer but it’s cold! I go a minute and a half and quit because I’m holding things up, and my back is hurting from bending over. My hands are tough. 😉 But when I think of how cold it was, and that the passengers were completely immersed, and they couldn’t just stop and pull their hand out of the water when they felt like it.
The museum is sort of a memorial. And was interesting for the memorabilia and the quality of the workmanship. The original Titanic was a visual delight. Not a bad way to go.
Finally got to the end, and I and my two kids survive. Thank goodness. It was rough enough.
We are in Branson MO. Leaving tomorrow for St Louis.
And its a rainy night. 🙂
Breakfast in the coach this morning for 6.
A big beautiful spread:
Taquitos – potatoes, onion, scrambled eggs, cheese, and a variety of salsas all wrapped in tortillas (or “tarpaulions” as we call them)
Fruit salad
Toast if wanted, with variety of jams and jellies.
Orange juice, coffee
Dave made it all.
well, I “made” the coffee
Our friends from St Louis- Bill and Jeanne,
Lee and Tammy from home, and us.
Telling stories from the way back. Trips, sailing together. Lee is one of the best people for telling stories. Along with Dave. They remember the best stuff.
Laughing and scratching.
It was great
I felt good enough to do the dishes afterwards. I love doing the dishes. My hands get warm, the smell of soap, everything all clean and shiny.
Now technically it’s naptime. So I’m cheating on the net. 😉
Later we are going to the Titanic.
Seems appropriate to me.
Everything’s shiny. Not to fret
As it turns out- glitter covers a multitude of sins. 😉
I’m up in the dark. The windows are open. Awnings out. Rain. Cool breeze. Oh it’s lovely.
I never do my nails. But wanted to try. So I got this. And just saw the name. Hah! We will pump you up.
about as close as I will get