Redwoods
For Heaven's sake! I tried to learn how to do something new tonight and here it is! I never have enough time (or maybe brains?) to figure it out before I have to do something else. I'm hoping to get Bill to give me more input on this kind of stuff once he retires and has more time too. In other words, a lot of things on the blog aren't placed right (some of that is the blog's part, like when it will not take a paragraph return). Anyway, I love Muir Woods north of San Francisco, so there are some pictures that I didn't take. I have some that I did in real albums.
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Bill and I had a wonderful time with Dave and Erin at Erin's parents, Roger and Muriel Pfaff, in Marietta, GA. We drove down on Sunday and spent 2 nights at a Drury Inns & Suites, but ate all our meals (except the free breakfast at the motel) with the Pfaff's. Erin has one sister, Alison, and her boyfriend, Mike, were also in attendance. Mike is a med student at MCV, where Bill's brother Jim went (a few year's ago!).
We got hooked on dominoes, which we played when we weren't eating one of Murierl's wonderful meals. Of course, when we played we ate homemade cookies and candy, made by Erin and her mom. Dinner Sunday night was a wonderful chicken dish over pasta; Christmas Eve was 2 kinds of hearty homemade soups and homemade rolls; and Christmas dinner was prime rib. Wow! Were we impressed. Best thing to me: sticky pecan rolls at Christmas breakfast. Super yum.
On Christmas Eve we went to a candlelight service at 11:00 p.m. at the Pfaff's Lutheran church. It felt very similar to our Methodist candlelight service. I think the big Christmas present was something called a Wee, an interactive games thingy played on your TV. Like all playstation things, it's beyond me.
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Favorite Quotes
Art washes from the soul the dust of everyday life . . . PicassoBe who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind . . . . . . . Dr. SeussThe truth knocks on the door and you say, 'Go away, I'm looking for the truth,' and so it goes away . . . Robert M. Pirsig "Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance" The man who insists upon seeing with perfect clearness before he decides, never decides. Accept life, and you must accept regret . . . Henri-Fredric AmielWhat worries you, masters you . . . . Haddon W. RobinsonWhen we are young, the words are scattered all around us. As they are assembled by experience , so also are we, sentence by sentence, until the story takes shape . . . Louise Erdrich in The Plague of Doves
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1 comment:
Hi Nina...
Just to let you know that there are folks out there who do enjoy your blog, which is very well done incidentally.
...but I think they were Oregano Julips. :)
Best to Bill also.
Don
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