There and Back Again: A Memorial Weekend Tale

Last week I spoke too soon. It is not the case that my phone’s charger simply died at an inopportune time. Rather, due to the water damage sustained on the Franklin Falls hike, my phone is no longer able to charge via high-powered chargers. Only low-powered USB chargers work now. That bites. I think I’m gonna take it in to get it looked at, ’cause that really cramps my style.

Anyways, when last I wrote, I was gearing up to receive company; we were gonna put the nail in the head of that Harry Potter game I described a couple posts ago. We’d played through the first three years, and had aspirations of playing through the next four in one more sitting. Ha. We barely got out of year four with our lives, and a healthy dose of “creative interpretation” of the rules. We’ll have to meet again to tackle year five. But while our enemies grow more sinister, our allies and spells grow more powerful as well. We’ll come off conqueror yet.

The game ran long enough on Sunday night that I didn’t get terribly much sleep – had to be up bright and early Monday morning to catch the Party Van out to Whidbey Island.

To the tune of Glorious Morning.
Paaartayy

All listen with rapt attention as we’re told why Titanic is actually a silly movie.

A race-with-your-dog day in Langley.

Jeff tries unsuccessfully to scoop up a burrowing clam.
A sea shell proposal.
The volunteers here were so kind, when we dithered on whether to pay the $5/person entry fee, they said just to come on in and enjoy the place.

Thought of you when I saw this, Dad.

Couldn’t pass this doo-hickey up.

Mini-picnic with some brie and Italian sausage.

Down the rabbit hole.
She ruined a perfectly good candid shot :p

Pew pew.

What a manly man.
Hard to tell, but that is an absolutely massive kite; like an aircraft carrier of a kite. There should be little mini-kites streaming out the back of it.
If you squint (or click to zoom) you can check out three bald eagles.
Amber waves of grain.
A better pic of one of our eagle friends.
Little house (and bunker) on the prairie. The structure on the right was used to hunker down during Native American attacks.

What do we have there in yonder tree?

Jeff’s natural habitat.

Jeff strikes a lumberjack pose for the camera.

And you can bet I was taking notes on where to take y’all on your vacation here.

Wednesday evening I stopped by the chapel to check out the aftermath of a break-in that’d happened over the long weekend. Some hooligans had gotten in and smashed doors and windows, in search of valuables. Not sure yet what they made off with, but it seems that they made it into the library, so I’ll bet we’re TV-less for now.

There were quite a few doors that looked like this.

The police came through and dusted for prints before—as I understand it—a veritable army of members came by with shop vacs and cleaning supplies to hoover up the mess and make the building usable again.

Thursday morning I had some pest control people come by, to rip out old-and-corroded insulation in the crawlspace and put in new stuff. Rats had infested the place, and I figured I may as well get around to getting it taken care of.

Later that day I had a friend over at work; he’s after some practice interviewing, so I reserved a room and ran through a mock interview, ’bout as real as you can make it.

Spotted during the site tour.

That evening I was invited to a planning meeting for the upcoming WAYSAC conference. I’d gotten roped in when I helped fix a few website bugs in record time. I miss going to those meetings – stopped when I got released from the Service & Activities committee.

When I got back, I noticed my hydrangea plant that I’d so lovingly been caring for had been shorn clean in two, presumably by the pest control people.

There should be one-and-a-half more flowering stems on this thing. Sniff.

Friday night was Mormon Night at the Mariner’s game against the Tampa Bay Rays.

We had to leave after the tenth inning when they were still tied 3-3. Glad we didn’t stick around; took them till the 13th inning to score a home run and win the game.

This morning I had someone come by to consult on my garden and landscaping, as I wasn’t confident on how to really take care of the place. Got some good tips.

Froggy friend spotted in the pool.

Spent the rest of the day helping a friend move her stuff to her soon-to-be-husband’s place. The wedding’s next week, so that’ll be fun.

Scored this awesome poster off her as she was moving.

Aaaand that’s all for now. Can’t wait to see you guys in a couple months!

 

3 thoughts on “There and Back Again: A Memorial Weekend Tale

  1. Thanks for the update, Jeff! You seem to find great excursions.
    One place you can explore is up north. Tom and I stayed in Port Ludlow (otherwise it’s a 2-hr trip from Seattle). Take the Bainbridge Ferry in the morning and drive up to Port Townsend (on a good day you can see Canada) on foot or with fat-tire bikes and go west on Glass Beach 2 3/4 miles to find colorful sea glass and rocks. Head back before the tide comes in. Check the tide schedule for sure. There is a Marine Science Center near the parking lot that is worth a quick visit, then you can hit one of the fun restaurants in town (I think we went to the Courtyard Cafe). I hope to do it again sometime and hope you get a chance to check it out.
    Keep well, Jeff!

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