Nothin' to see here, people, move along. Ok, if you insist on staying, atleast take your shoes off and make yourself comfortable. Once I get started...well, you could be here for a while. (Just ignore the typos. I do.) Yes, snacks are allowed as long as you share and clean up after yourself. Oh yeah, hey...if you happen to see my scissors around here, could you let me know. I could have sworn I had them right here a minute ago.
Sunday, July 03, 2005
Kutztown of bust....
I just returned from my roadtrip with Jean. We left on friday night and attended the Kutztown Pennsylvania German Festival. It is one of America's premier folklife festivals. Check out the link above to see all the fun events and activities there are. I got sun burnt and ended up having a terrible allergy attack. Thanks to a dose of Benadryl...and sleeping from 9:30PM to almost 9AM, I am feeling very good today. Today we drove through Lancaster County and saw a few Amish folk on their way home from Sunday services. Most of the stores were closed so we drove past Kaitlins college, Franklin and Marshall, in downtown Lancaster. Then we cut across some farm country that looked a lot like Nebraska, except there were more trees. We stopped for lunch on the New Jersey Turnpike and then I took over driving for Jean. We hit some traffic but overall, it wasn't that bad. We went home via the outer Bridge Crossing, Staten Island Expressway, Verresano Bridge, Belt Parkway....It's always good to see JFK Airport. Then you know you are almost home. Once we were at Jim and Jeans, I helped Jim prime the walls in Chris' bedroom, then Jim grilled while I watched Spiderman 2 with the sick Katie. She felt better later...she must have because she was shaking her butt for us. LOL, seriously, she was singing a song and shaking her butt at us. Jean and I just laughed....that Katie is a goof and that is why I love her. She also told me that she has a penis. Yes, and it grows about 2 inches a day. It is also invisible. She uses her invisible penis as a conversation piece. I told her that the next time I tripped, I was going to blame it on her really long, invisible penis. She seemed OK with that. Katie is one creative kid. There is a ton of other things that I could write about...but I thought I would give you a short highlight list. Anything else you want to know about, you will have to ask me directly about. I'm off to bed.
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