Jaynefest (and Jeff-fest)

Sooooo, last month in another wild, optimistic lurch toward life fulfillment, I drove myself to Charlottesville to tour Monticello. I paid extra for the long, behind the scenes tour, and friends, it lasted two hours and we saw the very rafters. It was worth every penny.

Not all famous houses feel lived in, but this one, oddly, really does.

It’s a private foundation, and some of the art in the house is on loan, so you’re not allowed to take photos, except from the dome, which is unfurnished.

The view was amazing.

And then I turned older!

Jeff took me kayaking at Waller Mill, which was lovely.

Then we went to lunch at Food For Thought in Williamsburg, and I had a margarita at noon.

Today it was Jeff’s turn to get older. Jeff’s birthday is always a tricky proposition because it tends to fall on the last day of the kids’ school, or on a day we’re traveling, or like today, on a day when the kids are home for the summer, which limits our abilities to party hard.

We did manage a lunch date, though, at a biker bar called Hoss’s (recommend!), and as we were wrapping up, he told me he wanted to go to the SPCA to feed the budgies, so we did. It was so fun!

There were also super cute bunnies!

Every trip to the SPCA in which we don’t come home with another pet is a success!

He is currently up in Richmond at a pinball bar (apparently this is a thing now since my generation has gotten old). Seriously, we both have had much worse birthdays.


End of Another Year

The Boy’s school had their end of the year awards ceremony today. The way it works is that the eight graders get their middle school certificates and all the other kids get fun awards (See last year.) This year, he got “Most likely to go to space.” I could see it.

Holding the flag for the pledge of allegiance.
Accepting his award
Miss Kelly asked if he wanted to say a few words and so help me he he said, “I want a Mazda RX8!” Good to know, buddy!
Back to the classroom for cake.
Then Gameboys with classmates!

The month of July is sort of summer school but if we call it camp it goes much better. Same teacher, most of the same friends, shorter day. He’s looking forward to it, of course!


Broken Maria

She broke her arm at recess today. Apparently she was going on the zip line and told her friend to push her “as hard as you can” and the friend did, and here we are.

At the urgent care, where it suddenly was obvious she also hit her head.
Later at home with her splint. Cast comes later.