Coming to you live from Maple Street in Johnson City, TN —
This is Amy’s spring break week from ETSU, but in a effort to complete the funding for her upcoming adventure to Thailand, she is working through the week. I took advantage of her time off from school to get in a quick visit, which includes 2 visits on the to and fro with Glenda!
We had a great couple of days together, revolving as it usually does around food, wine, and talk. She’s working at a sushi restaurant, so lucky me, I hung around the sushi bar while she waited tables — entertaining myself with watching her while eating miso soup, salad with ginger dressing, 2 rolls of sushi and Sapporo. The next day we ran errands, shopped for groceries (a college tradition when a parent’s in town), and went to a great pizza place called Scratch. High-funk, BYOB, brick-oven place that features a menu option called: Trust. We went with our own choice because she wanted me to taste certain things; next time we’ll put ourselves in the hands of the be-dreaded crew and go with the Trust option. I also got to hang at the Acoustic Coffeehouse, another high-funk place one and half blocks (read: walking distance) from Amy’s darling house apartment. She’s got more company coming in for the weekend, so I’m grabbing a shower and hitting the road for Knoxville where Glenda is about to begin her spring break.
This past weekend Aden got to spend the weekend and we did the usual: throwing rocks in the pond for about an hour, playing 400 games of UNO (it rained a LOT), and coloring.
To complete the generational bookends, between visits with Aden and the girls, I got to visit with my parents as they made a pass through Middle Tennessee on their way to a motorhome caravan to Civil War sites (my dad is the historian for the group). This is their first trip with their new, upgraded RV (5 feet longer and one slide out more than the old one).
A week in the life.
Thanks for reading!
March 11, 2011 at 5:38 pm
Whew! What a relief to know it would be non-controversial. I need something simple right about now. Of course, I’d settle for an afternoon at MM with a BM (hah!) and you.
I love the post and probably wouldn’t have stopped to comment if not for the ending “crabby, grumpy old grandpa.” I laughed out loud!
I love you.
March 11, 2011 at 10:25 pm
I struggled with the BM at the MM — then I figured it out! It’s Glendabird’s Spring Break and she’s home this week, but let’s try to coffee or beer or wine sometime? And the “crabby, grumpy old grandpa” was the nicest thing I could say…
March 12, 2011 at 8:37 am
hey girl!!! Love your ‘rents new motorhome – what a luxury item!!! And sometimes dad fits the “crabby, grumpy” category as well, I recognized that face!!!
Looking forward to this coming week – I will call you from Mom’s.
March 13, 2011 at 9:02 am
Can’t wait for the Smith girls’ throwdown! Call or text when you get in.
March 16, 2011 at 2:30 pm
Hey Gayle, no need to call that a motorhome, it is simply a ‘home’ – just also happens to move! Hehe! I know they make stuff big in America, but that is BIIIIIG! Skype sometime when you can. The Girls xx
March 16, 2011 at 11:00 pm
I know, right!? And this isn’t even one of the bigger ones available! It’s what I wanted us to do at your race in August, but try to price out one of those bad boys to rent!!!
Thanks for commenting – I’ll skype when I see you on!