Of sand and eye shades

I wonder if this is really the most popular event of the Olympics....or is it just at this house? Wonder if they ever get used to all that sand under those skimpy suits.......a major exfoliation experience I believe.

If it's a Wednesday, we must be traveling. But then, being retired and old, isn't that what we're supposed to do? Here's a view of our approach into Newark Liberty International Airport.

We came north once again to help out with the grandbabies while the mom and dad go to work. It is just strange to come back here and traverse the roads where we once lived. It is all so familiar and then again , it is different. I will say that it certainly looks like Ct with the large homes, the lovely vintage homes and beautiful landscaping and all the German and Swedish cars. Money lives here. The old park where there was a swimming pond and turtles used to crawl out of while we were sitting on the beach, is no longer there. Well, the park is, but they filled in the pond and made a gorgeous play space for the kids. We went shopping, rather browsing, at Best Buy and the boys wereentranced with the room of large TV's. Just a minute before, it was all penquins on the screens.

One day, Andy talked me into going for a walk to the pond. It is about a mile from the house and once we got there, it was quite lovely and a perfect place for rock throwing. My rock skipping skills are pretty rusty. The walk back was entirely UPHILL. I had taken a wagon just in case some little legs got tired but never imagined that pulling 2 in a clunky big plastic wagon up a steep hill would be so daunting. So I made them walk. And half way up , they declared the need to rest. At which point the mother of these able-bodied children called to see how we were doing and then drove down and picked them up. The wagon and I continued our now peaceful journey uphill.

And now, we wish to share with you a rather ingenious invention. To be used while flying when you have forgotten your eye shades, your wife won't close the window shade because of a slight issue with claustrophobia, and you are cheap.........transform that boarding pass into an effective light blocker........providing of course, that you don't mind a few strange looks.....or maybe they are just starring so they can copy this brilliant idea.

Now , we just need something for the drool and the snore.

Rocky Mountain High

Mike posted these pictures, and many many more, to his flickr acct so I was able to pull out a few to give you a peek at what the guys were up to last week. This was an event put on by a Denver jeeping group and national sponsors and about 300 jeeps or sturdy 4 wheel drive vehicles and about 800 persons attended this in an area near Leadville Colorado. Leadville

is the highest incorporated city in the US and boasts the highest golf course. It sits at 10,430 ft and back in its heyday during the silver mining boom, it had a population of over 30,000. Today, it is a quaint , seen better days, type of place but headquarters for exploring the beautiful mountain areas and camping.

Despite being in the minority, Lizzie held her own among the guys and became the videographer and photographer on the trails.

Here are Paul and Alex in downtown Leadville. In the background is the Golden Burro cafe, a favorite stopping point on our trips over the pass many years ago. They had huge, warm, fresh cinnamon rolls.
Camping was not entirely rustic. Mike originally planned on using the tent but with Paul going, they opted for more style. And they weren't alone. There were many many RV's dry camping as well.

Helping someone over a rough spot.
The area is dotted with the remnants of mining buildings. I remember that some of the more remote areas had entire towns still standing but very vacant and ghostly.

And you thought your roads were bad !

And why not try the stream ...........

Getting started on the day's run.....

They all arrived home in one piece, including the Jeep. I suspect there will be some interest in next year's event.

At over 11,000 feet on the Continental Divide. Mike, P, and Alex.

Two different spectacles.....

It's pretty quiet down here in the sun belt, which is good because it is too hot to do anything. For about 3 days it has been very uncomfortable but then last night it seemed to return to lovely weather again. And this morning it is perfect.

Still no pictures of the Rocky Mountain Jeepers. Mike did send an email with the pictures embedded in it but I couldn't get them separated out. They are back down in Denver, just in time for torrential rain last night. I'm not sure when Paul will head east or where his destination will be. I am going back up to Ct to enjoy the little ones while their parents earn enough money to pay for the big house. I also plan to visit with long time friends from the area. Should make for a fun time.

Last night I was torn between watching the Opening of the Olympics and the John Edwards debacle.... For awhile, the slimy story won. One of the commentators was very harsh, calling him a slick and sleezy lawyer among other things. Obviously, we've been down this road before with politicians but they usually don't have a smart, talented wife with terminal cancer. Another commentator was so befuddled as to why he continued running for President with this in his history. He said he knew of very capable and excellent men who have chosen not to run because of background issues, including illegitimate children. Wouldn't we just love to know who that is?? It is just sad that men and power results in stupifying egomania.

But, on the other channel was the opening spectacle of the Olympics. I really had no intention of watching it but finally turned it on and was speechless ......the tens of thousands, the costumes, the coordination , the color, the symbolism. Wow !! But for a different take on all of this, go to one of my favorite bloggers and read her thoughts. http://www.tommythematerialgirl.blogspot.com/ . She also belongs to and writes about her Six Hole Golf League.........yup, they just play 6 holes and then adjourn for lunch and plan the various social events during the season.
The tedious job of decorating is losing its charm quickly. I did find a table and chairs and have been looking at fabric samples for some recliners that don't look like recliners but the enthusiasm is waning and I think that maybe boxes for end tables isn't so bad after all.

Here and there.....

You might wonder why I have included this particular picture when it is about 400 degrees in Colorado these days....they are in the middle of a heat wave of unrelenting proportions.

Paul and Mike and Lizzie and Alex have taken this vehicle, minus the snow coverings, up to the mountains for a week of 4 wheeling....check out this site for details (I forgot how to use the hyperlink feature) www.mhjc.org/2008A4Fhome.htm They are also roughing it at the campground in the motorhome. I was certainly invited but preferred to keep my head at sea level. Many many years ago, 20 to be exact, when Jenna was very pregnant with Nicholas and Michael had a broken leg, the family spent a week 4 wheeling around the Ouray/Telluride area http://www.ouraylovers.com/ The area is breathtaking but terrifying when you are on a narrow trail high above nothing but air. We have often talked of returning, for a more sedate viewing , but have yet to make it.

Mike and Jenna went on one of these events last year in Moab and loved it. I'm hoping there will pictures to post this week. They have good cell coverage and I'm assuming Mike will be able to send pics out on his phone.

Meanwhile it is quiet here at the homestead. I'm determined to get this place settled and with that goal in mind, I'm heading to Orlando tomorrow with Ann and Jane , my nice friends and neighbors and golfing partners, to shop for STUFF.....but important stuff like maybe a chair or two or accessory pieces. My shopping enthusiasm just isn't what it used to be so I'll have to FORCE myself to keep going.

I went out looking on Saturday and think I might like these chairs. I'm going to get a round dining table and will be able to fit 8-10 chairs around it. I thought of getting 4 of these sea grass ones and 4 of something else. I don't like the matched look.

And here is a look at the area rug that we have in the living area. It is from Pottery Barn and has great colors in it. I just ordered another for the dining area. I had ordered a different one for under the table but it just didn't work. So my floors will certainly be bright. But the rest of the house is so beige, with walls and floors being neutral that this gives it a real spark. Both carpets are 9x12.

I would show you a pic of the new desk area and cabinetry and island, but it isn't done. One of the doors needs to be replaced and the shelving isn't in. I really am enjoying the space and organization capabilities. Plus, the cherry is just plain beautiful. Now I need to tackle the lighting overhead. Just too much to think about....................

Back at the homestead....

Just a quick note, sans pictures, to let you all know that we are home again. Part of me sure enjoyed the freedom of not having to deal with airports and flying weather and the option to stop and walk around a bit. But the other part of me says it was just too long and too far to do it very often. We took a different route home so the scenery changed.

It was great being in Ct and seeing the little ones and Becca but I do love coming home. This morning I played golf with my Wed group. It was a very early tee time and nearly dark driving over but I played really really well so I'm not ready to give up the game this week......and then Paul played also and just came home and beat my score by 2.....not fair I say.
Driving certainly was not the cheap way to go. Mostly we paid about $3.80 give or take a few pennies for gas. But in Ct, it was highway robbery. I found the cheapest I could find and it was $4.21 but most places were over $4.25. Now I realize that this might be cheaper than California but for the east coast, this was exorbitant. If I lived there again, I think I would have to revolt. My own Newtown Gas Party, akin to you know, the Boston one in 1700 something. It's all about the taxes they stick on the price but what do you get for that?.....are the roads any better than NJ, where they not only have really cheap gas, but it's a law that they pump it for you.
Oh, well, maybe I'll pick another battle. After I take a nap.

Greetings from......

CONNECTICUT !!!! Paul had to be at a meeting in NJ on Friday so we drove up......all in one day. We had planned on flying but when the weather became unruly and I decided that I did not want to recreate my last flight into rough weather, we decided to drive up. It is 1037 mi from our house to the hotel in NJ and we did all but 25 miles of it on Thursday. It was uneventful but rather boring. We got good at quick pit stops and eating in the car. We saw nothing of particular interest nor blog worthy. The GPS did route us right thru the heart of DC and it was dark and the Washington monument was in full view for quite awhile, as well as the Capitol, the Lincoln and Jefferson monuments. At night they seem to glow from within.....quite beautiful but not captured on film. We left the house at 7:30 am and arrived at the Hampton Inn at 12:30 am, 17 hours.

We'll slow it down on the return trip.

We're enjoying being back in Newtown. After living here for about 30+ years, many of the roads are just so familiar and we drive along, knowing what is around the next corner, only it's NOT. Suddenly, there is some new structure and a new road and more McMansions. Our house looks a bit seedy and dated and the neighborhood has aged. But the good memories remain and it was a great place to live and raise the boys. It's just so interesting to think that one of them has returned to his roots. How life gives us quirky little surprises.

Becca is spending the summer helping with the boys. I know she has been a bit bored, being out in the country away from shopping and friendsbut she is a trooper and a help to Marybeth. She flies back on Sat.

We will get an early start for Florida on Monday. We'll do it in 2 days this time but won't do any sightseeing. It won't be as hard to say good by as I will be back in a couple weeks to help during scheduling conflicts.

Sizzling summer days

I've managed to crawl out of my depression and accept the fact that Greg Norman is not going to take over the golf world once again. But it was fun while it lasted. Personally, I think golf should be fun.....and not a game to be played in gale force winds with rain but then I've never played for a million dollars. That puts it into an entirely different catagory. Last night at dinner, one of our neighbors says he plays for money.......10 cents a hole and he won all nine holes for a grand total of $3.60. ......(4 guys at .40 per hole X 9 ) Hardly worth the math and brain cells to figure it

A few of the neighbors gathered for an impromptu dinner at the Lopez Country Club last night. It was the Surf and Turf special and was actually very good. However, the risotto appetizer, described very exotically, tasted and looked like rice and peas minus the flavor. Paul tried the special drink of the night, a coffee flavored martini. It could be dangerous if it weren't so expensive. The club is decorated very feminine with galleries of Nancy Lopez tributes, trophies and family pictures. She has a home here also and shows up now and then.

We played 9 holes yesterday and it was HOT. No clouds, no breeze and covered in greasy sunscreen. And just why would we do this you might ask.? ..............because we can and because "golf is free in The Villages" and don't we all like a freebie with sunstroke on the side.?

This morning, a nice young man named Mike is installing our new desk and cabinetry in the kitchen nook.

Pictures to follow........

Shark watching

I love to watch golf......I have for years even before I started to play. I would easily give up a weekend to watch a major tournament. And I have to admit that the big reason I watched was Greg Norman. That good looking Aussie with the great accent and all the accoutrement's of success.....like flying a helicopter to the course each day when playing in his home state of Florida.
Then Tiger came along and Greg got older and more involved in course design and rarely played. So I have watched Tiger, even from his early days as an amateur. And I have other favorites as well.
But imagine my surprise when I gathered my knitting and my favorite chair and sat down to watch 7, yes SEVEN hours of golf yesterday and who is playing and playing very well???........yep, The Shark himself. Looking as fit and gorgeous as ever,( no doubt buoyed up by the fact that he is a newly -wed.) He and his wife both shed themselves of the old spouses and became a power couple. The cameras have focused on Chris Everett following him around the course. The TV coverage for the British Open is more than any other major tournament and I don't know that I am up for that much golf in 4 days.....or that much knitting. But this morning at 7 am when coverage started, I was able to see the man himself IN THE LEAD !!! at age 53 with all those young guns in the hunt. So, altho I won't watch much today as he has completed his round, you'll know where to find me on Sat and Sun. And if not in live time, it will be recording for future watching and posterity.

Life in the slow lane..

And you thought maybe we'd up and disappeared, or divorced or died or got sick or ran out of brain cells or forgot how to spell.....or something equally serious in order not to publish the BEST BlOG YOU"VE EVER READ....Well, you'd be wrong on all accounts. Chalk it up to pure unadulterated laziness and a deficit in the 'exciting life' department.

Our non-stop, exhaustive social life has had to take a backseat to family issues....mainly getting Aunt Romayne situated. She is happily settling in to her cute smallish apartment and meeting others. She appreciates the more intimate size and the shorter walks to meals and activities. It is a good 45 minute drive from here and we have been doing it almost daily. After this week, I think we will be able to give her more space.

While she was with us, we thought she might enjoy communicating via email with a couple of her close friends who are quite computer literate. Unfortunately, Romayne never learned to type ("I always had secretaries" she said) so the hunt and peck process was pretty fatiguing and she finally cried Uncle and said she 'd rather send a note the old fashioned way.

Since our return, the weather has definitely changed and most days we get an afternoon thunderstorm. The air freshens and the temperature drops about 20 degrees and it really really rains. We enjoy sitting under the protection of the lanai and watching the show . Our early evening golf games are on hiatus for now but we have managed some morning ones but it is usually oppressively humid with the breezes not coming up until later in the morning. Here are some views of the Florida skies. They quite fascinate me with their ever changing colors and depths.

Today I went for my mammogram and a bone density scan. As usual, The Villages medical systems are a model of efficiency and customer satisfaction. Besides being in a gorgeous building, the staff are attentive and personable, I did not have to wait despite an obvious full schedule (the tech said they do 80-90 mammograms a day) and the Dr read the films and then gave me the report........I had everything done in an hour. And they made me an appt for next July. ....... and everything looked fine.

Home

It is good to be home. There is something about the comfort of walking into the house after being gone and being surrounded by all that has meaning. The familiarity, the comfortable and the welcoming. And then, because you've only lived in the place a few months, there is the disconcerting realization that you've forgotten where you put everything.
Ahhh, the memory thing. I remember when I used to say that the thing I missed the most with aging was my eyes.......fortunately, when you have a life long partner, at least one of you can fill that gap or find that word or put a name to a face. Sorta like between the two of us, we manage to have one brain.
The moving process for Aunt Romayne went smoother than we ever could have hoped. Even the flying part was flawless, smooth, on time and we got all of our luggage. However, there might be a glitch coming up. Today we drove her over to see the faciltiy that we chose for her to live in. It is run by the same company as the one she lived in for 3 yrs in Colorado Springs. That one was very large, new and very
active. This one is older and much smaller in every way. From a friend who grew up in Ocala, we know that it is "the best" in the area. She had a spacious 2 bedroom 2 bath apt and now we are looking at a much smaller one bedroom. Much of her things will need to go into storage. The silence after the tour was palpable and we had a long talk. She said she will 'cogitate' on it overnight. The moving van will be arriving on Monday so we need to make a decision.........I'm not sure what our alternatives are. But she seems to be thriving here with us and in good spirits so far. And no, I don't think that is an option.....
While we were gone, the area went from a parched brown crunchy landscape to brilliant green abundant grass. It looks so pretty everywhere and the flowers are radiant. The weeds haven't devoured the yard but we do need to do some tidying. According to my plant sitter (neighbor Sue) it has rained almost everyday. The ponds are full again and the golf courses look luxurious. It thundered yesterday and we saw some significant lightening but no rain so far.
We've been catching up with friends and mail and laundry. A new golf group is forming but it is on my art studio day and I am really in a quandry. Golf, art.....golf, art.....golf, art..............maybe I can do both if I play early (just 9 holes).....90 min and I'm done in time for the 10 am art group.....might work.
We were gone almost a month and we had a wonderful trip. We were left wanting more which is always a good thing, but home sure feels good. Thanks to all of you who made the days special.
There are no fireworks in The Villages on the 4th. My neighbor said that they used to have them but they scared the old people so they stopped..........they also end any event by 9 pm......even New Year's Eve.!!! I think this place is pretty lively and there's an awful lot of aerobic activity going on so this 9 pm turn-off-the -lights plan is pretty lame. The boomers are starting to take over and no doubt they will have an affect on TV just like they affect everything else. For one, they can start with the radio station music. After awhile, oldies but goodies gets really really hard to take.

Wave your flag and have a wonderful holiday.....!