Ding dong the witch is dead!

Pathfinder, meet the world; world, meet the Pathfinder. The saga of Tufty has finally ended. We found a dealer who was willing to take Tufty ... ha ha mwahahahahahahahahahaha. This is the car we decided on. It's one of the safest in it's class and has three rows of seats so when you all come visit us we can take one vehicle. Soooo happy.

No Running?!

In more news from the country's most litigious state, New Jersey legislators are proposing a bill to make our playgrounds safer. Among the suggested changes: Putting up "No Running" signs at playgrounds; removing swings and other movable play pieces and replace them with solid, non-moving play structures close to the ground. If anything is going to help our nation's problem with youth obesity, this is it! No running?! I don't think you get to consider yourself as having a childhood unless you've been rushed to the emergency room at least a couple of times.

Ode to the car I loathe

I have a car I hate.
I wish it evil, evil fate.

Today we learn,
It should really just burn.

We try to trade
Now I'm afraid

Because our piece of crap
Is worth more as scrap.

Don't I have the cutest sister?

Outside the lighthouse.

The Pottery Barn

We also went to a really fun 1830's reenactment village where all the houses were real period homes/shops and the people were performing crafts as they were done then. This woman was making inkwells for the school mistress. Very fun. Maybe now that we have a basement, I'll take up a new hobby. How cool to make your own dishes?! The only problem is that I wouldn't have the furnace to fire it. Oh well.

Cape May Lighthouse

Instead we took side trips to Cape May, the furthest south point in New Jersey. It was pretty cool.

The Lamest Renaissance Faire

So, we decided to try a Renaissance Faire in Wildwood, NJ yesterday after we learned the awesome one in Pennsylvania doesn't open until the second week of August. Being from the Prairie and all, we had never been to Wildwood. Wildwood was ... well ... pretty lame. And the Faire? Well, see for yourself. I didn't know they had trucks and budweisers in during the Renaissance. They were charging $16 for entrance. Ha. Ha. Hahahahahahahahahaha. Ryan made a valient effort to get us in cheaper by explaining to the women selling tickets that he didn't believe it was worth $16. Since she disagreed, and we drove over two hours to get there, we decided we had to find something else to do. Hence, the pictures above.

This is directed at you!

Disclaimer: If you are my Mom, my Dad, Frank or Jason, this is not directed at you.

Ahem ... it has come to my attention (thank you Kassie) that many more people actually read this thing than I thought. So why don't you write me back!?! What's the deal with that? See, here's how it works, I share my thoughts, you share yours and so on and so forth. Ok? Ok.

The Last Few Weeks

It's been a crazy couple of weeks. The Friday before last, Ryan and I flew down to Tampa for a mini-vacation before my work trip. We got to spend an evening with his Mumu and Papa. I really enjoyed hearing their stories about life when they first got married. We also spent a really great day at Busch Gardens. It was supposed to thunder storm all weekend, but we had mostly beautiful weather. During the one storm we got, we were walking in the "Safari" and spent an hour in a hollowed out jeep with a hyena in the bed. We hung out with a hyena!

Ryan had to go back to New Jersey on Sunday (yeah ... sad) while I had three days of business trip ahead of me. The hotel I stayed in was great. I actually slept pretty well, which is unusual when Ry's not around. I did find that I rolled from one end of the huge king bed to the other, but oh well. The trip went well, although I was exhausted by the time I got back in town.

Dad and Laurel were in town for the 4th of July weekend. We got to see some really good fireworks on Sunday (the finale was all the stuff they forgot to shoot during the rest of the show ... it looked like daylight). We spent most of the day Monday at the beach, where the waves were fabulous and watching Becky get knocked head over keister was good fun.

So today I decided I should probably blog again since it's been a long time and I don't want to be one of the non-blogging bloggers. So, yeah, here ya go.