Tag: Family
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travel: outer banks, north carolina
We’re in Duck, North Carolina for a week of beach, sun and pool. And, along with my brother and his family, we’re helping my parents celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary — and I can pretty much guarantee that we wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for my parents getting married 50 years ago this month.
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williamsburg
with sparklet and the lady sparkler in austin visiting our new cousin, the mighty quinn and i took a quick trip to williamburg.
i’ve never seen quinny be so happy to be away from D.C. — happy to play with any toy he wanted, happy to get everyone’s undivided attention, happy to put a toy down and know exactly where it will be when he gets back.
maybe it wasn’t D.C. that he was excited to be away from.
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out: international spy museum
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while the girls were off at the american girls store having tea, in a fit of stereotyping the boys went to the international spy museum. turns out they don’t allow strollers in the museum, though they’ll helpfully give you backpack in case you want to transfer your 40 lbs. baby and carry him around while he’s taking his afternoon nap. helpful.See Slideshow of the Photos on Flickr:
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travel: rainy season
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it rained pretty much every day while we were down in costa rica — which it should have, considering it was late May and the start of the rainy season.that said, in an eight day trip, it really only effected our plans once — and even then it probably shouldn’t have. (only one day did it thunder, but it was so distant that we probably could have swum if we wanted to.) we made sure it was going to be nice before we did the national park, but other than that we didn’t even really have to schedule around it.
plus — rainy season meant WAY less people, which seems like a completely fair price to pay.
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the lord god bird
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ever since a certain large, unnamed conservation organization “rediscovered” the ivory-billed woodpecker in 2005, i’ve had nightmares about pileated woodpeckers (the smaller but similarly marked woodpecker that the the ivory-billed woodpecker has been frequently mistaken for).which makes it awesome that the first bird it was the first bird that I saw in costa rica — pileated, not ivory-billed.
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travel: manuel antonio, costa rica
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god knows what i was thinking, but we’re going to costa rica.the idea started 18 months ago, when the lady sparkler and i decided we wanted to go to the Osa penninsula — a location I had worked on a lot while i was at large, unnamed conservation organization.
but, after 9 months of talking to people who had been to Osa, we quickly decided that we were more likely to bring back both of our kids (alive) if we went somewhere else. then, after another 3 months of deciding whether or not coming back with all of our kids was a priority for us, we decided to go somewhere else.
manuel antonio is still on the pacific side of Costa Rica, and still has access to some stunning beaches and rain forests, and is a little more family friendly. though, i should point out, the miami airport is not. stunning. or family friendly.
but, it’s all trade offs — and the miami airport is all that stands between me an 7 days of sitting on the beach.
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video: the drive
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i drove to williamsburg this past weekend.while i was somewhere in the vast wastelands between richmond and fredricksburg (my least favorite part of the trip) i started doing a little math to see out how many times i’ve covered the 180-odd miles in the last 15 years.
172.
that’s 21 round trips over my first three months after graduation in 1997 (where i commuted a three day a week internship from Williamsburg to DC) plus a round trip approximately every three months for the next 14 1/2 years.
this inspired me to do a little stop-motion photography on the way back to share the love.
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breakfast
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out: smithsonian
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I originally posted this, and thought nothing of the photos. Then i looked again at the picture of the lady sparkler, and decided it better come back down until her pregnancy is officially out of the closet.It’s getting a little obvious, at this point.
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cousins
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sparklet: williamsburg, va
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sparklet can’t say the word “toby” so instead of saying anything she just pants. and, to top that off, she spent the whole weekend throwing balls at the dog and yelling, “goal!”Most of sparklet’s photos are only available to her friends and family contacts on Flickr. If you aren’t a contact and would like to be, add sparklet as a contact here, and we’ll reciprocate asap.See Slideshow of the Photos on Flickr:
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comprehension
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sparklet’s comprehension is becoming a problem.the lady sparkler and i were talking about needing bread, and that one of use would have to “run out” to heller’s bakery. within two minutes, sparklet had gotten us our shoes, our phones, our wallets, her shoes and was heading towards her stroller.
i guess it’s time to start spelling “o-u-t” instead of saying the word…
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easter sunday in d.c.
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back in d.c., for one last easter egg hunt — this one with an Easter basket handmade by the lady sparkler’s mom.See Slideshow of the Photos on Flickr:
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tradition
we don’t have a lot that passes as family traditions — my father cooking great breakfasts, his menu for thanksgiving/christmas dinner.somehow a small wooden rocking chair has lasted through the decades of our tushies to be featured in three generations worth of 18 month birthday photos.
that’s gramma on the top right, and it’s been 65 years (almost to the day) between her picture and the one we took today with sparklet.
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baby sparklet still isn’t speaking, but she’s starting to get the idea of sign-language.we started teaching her after aunt holly made the suggestion over christmas. so far she’s got “more”, “all done” and “juice” — that’s “more” in the photo as she’s looking for mommy to toss her upside down again.
we are also just about ready to call sparklet’s second word: she barks something that approximates “up” whenever she’s wants you to bend over and pick her up.
she’s nothing if not monosyllabic.
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guestbook: andrew and cori
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i’ve seen my future.sparklet had a playdate this afternoon with a friend — one of our dedicated, arbitron-rated 3.7 blog readers — and her little boy, Andrew.
aaaand, for some reason sparklet spent the whole time chasing Andrew around, trying to give him things (instruments he didn’t want), then trying to give him more things (kisses he didn’t want) and then try to pet his hair.
andrew was a good sport about it all, but i have to admit i was paralyzed with fear for the whole time — which accounts for the utter lack of photos of sparklet’s early attempts at flirtation.
nothing happened for me to be particularly embarrassed about (i guess) but something tells me that i’m not going to find the next sixteen years of my life to be particularly relaxing.
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macaroni and cheese (for adults)
thanksgiving dinner is a really big deal for the lady sparkler’s family.everybody contributes a dish (or two) and each of the recipes are suitable for the pages of bon appetite or gourmet — wild rice with dried cranberries and chick peas, mexican Chayote with garlic, green beans with lemon zest and hand roasted pine nuts, a spiced pumpkin souffle.
for the first time since “i” became “we,” i joined the thanksgiving culinary arms race this year — with macaroni and cheese.
granted, it’s an adult version of mac and cheese — it uses gruyer and fontina instead of just cheddar, and uses both a tablespoon of mustard and a bit of red pepper to add a little kick.
i’m pleased to say that i held my own.
(i’ve tweaked the recipe each of the last four times i’ve made it, but it was originally based on alton brown’s baked macaroni and cheese.)
full recipe after the jump.
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birthday cake
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well, that didn’t go particularly well — the very first time she tried a cupcake, you would have thought that she was being force-fed peas.fortunately, we tried it again the next day and it did go a little better — even though *i* was actually the one to smear frosting all over her face.
See Slideshow of the Photos on Flickr:
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first birthday
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thank you all so very much for coming — sparklet had a blast, and we couldn’t have picked a more perfect day for it. if you took any photos while you were there, please email/comment them along — while we got *some* good ones, i know we didn’t catch everything that was going on.it was great seeing you all 🙂
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out: walter pierce park
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the austin spindlers (auntie nadine, uncle nadav) have flown in from Tejas for the long weekend. friendly faces, more hands — awesome.See Slideshow of the Photos on Flickr:
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smile like you mean it
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well, auntie jojo picked a heck of a weekend to come visit. sparklet got sick on Friday — a pretty standard ear/nose/throat thing — and i picked it up like clockwork on Sunday night. (it’s Tuesday, and i still haven’t been to work this week.)thank God she was family, and not somebody that we were trying to impress.
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auntie jojo, guest photographer
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auntie jojo is town this weekend, which means we have all sorts of bonuses — extra set of hands, extra eyes for averting potential disasters, extra brain to cover the sleep deprived, extra attention span for she-who-has-separation-anxiety, and an extra person looking through the view finder. i hope she never leaves.see slideshow of the photos on flickr:
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travel: williamsburg, virginia
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quick trip to williamsburg to see the gram, grampa and poppa. we’ll see the grandparents in a couple of weeks for sparklet’s first birthday — crazy, i know — but the next time we see poppa might not be until christmas.See Slideshow of the Photos on Flickr:
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tea time
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my godparents had a tradition where every day at 4:00 pm (“tea time”) they’d sit down together and have a drink — gloria had some kind of sweet, fruity wine; paul a rolling rock.i’m proud to say that sparklet and i’ve picked up the tradition …
… granted, it’s a little later (we don’t get home until 4:45 usually).
.. granted, instead of rolling rock i’m drinking some kind of fruity beer that would get my man card revoked (lately, lucy from starr hill or purple haze from abita).
… granted, instead of fruity wine, sparklet is usually enjoying the classic, refined flavor of mommy juice.
but, it’s the thought that counts. now if we can just get sparklet to start eating dinner, again.
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bowling
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it seemed like a good idea at the time, but we kept sparklet up until 9:30 tonight … bowling. at least she was diggin’ the blacklight, even if she wanted to eat the balls instead of roll them.See All the Photos on Flickr:
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isle of shoals
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we’re up in new england for a family reunion, and on day one we took a boat out to the isle of shoals — tiny rock islands about 9 miles off the coast of new hampshire and maine.not only is it a place we’ve boated to as a family for as long as i can remember, but it turns out that we have ancestors who used to live on the islands back in the 1600s.
of course, there were only two families desperate enough to live on the isles those days, and they inbred like crazy, but that’s a sign of courage and persistence, right?
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kate magoo in houston, too
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the whole family is together for memorial day …
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cousins
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i was raised in a family where both my parents were only children, so we used to joke that we had a family reunion every night for dinner.it’s not until i was much older that i realized how deep our family was on paul and gloria’s side, and during this trip sparklet must have met 15 new cousins this weekend. we didn’t even make it to the front door before we “lost” the baby, and sparklet made the rounds for about three solid hours before she made it back to me again (for 20 minutes, before she was gone another two hours).
in the meantime, we got to see/meet/laugh with some of our new (and old) favorite people in the world — there was a real magic in the air. things went so well, that we already have our first reunion in i-don’t-know-how-many-years planned for this August … which, poetically enough, is when we promised paul and gloria we’d come and see them this year.
leave it to those two to bring the family together even after they are gone themselves.
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three weeks later, and we find ourselves back in new hampshire … mourning the loss of the person who got us through the last funeral.
it’s poetic for my godmother gloria to move on less than a month after she lost her husband of 65 years — broken heart, of course — and i have to admit, i only thought that sort of thing only happened in the movies.
but that ignores all the plans that she had made for the coming months, and implies that she was the type to rollover — something we all know is simply not the case.
for every great thing i could say about paul, there is a parallel for gloria — the open doors, the family, stuffing us with food, always being there whether you asked or not.
this week, it was much the same story.
sparklet met a dozen of the most wonderful people that she may not have met otherwise … and was positively beaming the whole trip as she jumped from cousin to cousin to cousin.
and, i think the thing that mattered most to gloria was family, so it’s fitting that the very last thing she ever did was bring us all together.
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we’re back in the district after a trip to new hampshire for my godfather’s funeral — an event that i still haven’t fully figured out how to talk about, which explains all the photo-only posts (sans commentary) last week.part of my problem was that everyone had a favorite childhood story to share — and as i’ve mentioned once or twice before, the arrival of baby sparklet has temporarily destroyed any sense of a long-term memory that i might have had.
over the last week, a bunch of snippets have popped into my head … an inevitable turn at the helm of his boat, riding on the back of his motorcycle (and leaning away from the turn because i was scared we were going to flip), seeing the inside of a movie projection booth for the first time, working his radio or in his workshop, and stopping for ice cream on the way home even though we both knew we we’re supposed to.
but the thread from those childhood memories — and all those created since — is a quiet feeling that i was at the center of the universe.
this weekend was also the first time most of my new england family got to meet baby sparklet, so there was a little bubble of “new baby” around the lady sparkler and i that even grief had a hard time pushing through.
one simply can’t understate the medicinal effects of baby.
sparklet was a little “emo” on the flight home, but this was to be expected given how crazy her schedule had become while away from home.
and, after being held by different family members every ten minutes for three days, she was more than a little put-out today that she had only mommy and daddy (and aunt melissa for a bit) to bask in her unflinching glory.
i have a feeling that all this will add up to our nanny simply *loving* us tomorrow.
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wedding reception
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anniversary, revisited
we already had what’s becoming a long standing tradition of screwing up our anniversary, so it wasn’t much of a surprise when sparklet popped out three weeks early on the night we were due to celebrate our second anniversary.so, when the spindler sisters — who’ve already been saving our bacon all week long — offered to sparklet-sit for us tonight, we grabbed our fancy clothes and flew out the door and had that anniversary dinner we’d been talking about since October and then tacked on a quick trip to the Capitol Christmas tree.
we were a little preocupied about things to talk about that didn’t involve diapers (and we already have a long-standing prohibition about talking work at social events) but in the end we did okay (we stared at each other without speaking). turns out that we enjoyed it enough to do it again in a couple of weeks.
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dejected sox fan in denial of series result
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goodbye, grandparents!
well, the house has cleared out … both sets of grandparents are gone after weeks of dedicated service to the sparklet. the house seems a bit empty now, kind of like we have empty nest syndrome in reverse.even emily the cat seems lost for the extra attention.
but this is by no means the end: the virginia parkers are coming for thanksgiving, the spindler sisters at christmas, we’ll be in texas for a spindler-sister wedding in february, and we might even get the vermont parkers some time in between now and then.
go, team sparklet!
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normalcy … sort of
neither the lady sparkler nor i really have an idea of normal is anymore, but today felt like we were creeping towards there none-the-less.mommy tested out her new guitar hero controller (she’s so happy!) in the morning, we walked over to auntie melissa’s in the afternoon, i cooked dinner and then we had a friend from the neighborhood drop by in the evening.
simple, every-day sorts of events … we just had a very small baby and a very happy set of grandparents along for the ride. so far, the “new” normal looks pretty good.
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birthdays
We got an email a couple of days ago, from Auntie Foster Mom Adventures. It went something like this:I know that new parents don’t have time to do research, so I did some important research for you. Here is the scoop on your daughter’s birthday. As if I didn’t already think she was cool, her stock went up even more now that I know she shares her birthday with Lady Margaret Thatcher!!!
(Note the three exclamation points after old iron britches…)Oddly enough, we already know at least four friends who feature October 13th as a birthday, and it is just one day off what was my maternal grandfather’s birthday (October 14th).
Anyway, friends not withstanding, here is the list of October 13th luminaries:
- Ian Thorpe (Australian swimmer, 1982)
- Summer Sanders (American swimmer, 1972)
- Billy Bush (E!, 1971)
- Nancy Kerrigan (American figure skater, 1969)
- Kate Walsh (Grey’s Anatomy, 1967)
- Rob Schneider (Saturday Night Live, 1965)
- Jerry Rice (NFL wide receiver, 1962)
- Ari Fleischer (White House Press Secretary, 1960)
- Marie Osmond (singer and actress, 1959)
- Sammy Hagar (Van Halen, 1947)
- Jerry Jones (Dallas Cowboys owner, 1942)
- Paul Simon (singer, 1941)
- Margaret Thatcher (British Prime Minister, 1925)
- Molly Pitcher (American Patriot, 1754)
Frankly, I’m jealous. Any list with Molly Pitcher and Sammy Hagar is company that i’d want to be a part of. The lady sparkler’s (May 25th) is almost as cool:
- Anne Heche (actress, 1969)
- Frank Oz (The Muppet Show, 1944)
- Dixie Carter (Designing Women, 1939)
- Ian McKellen (actor, 1939)
- Miles Davis (jazz trumpeter, 1926)
- Mr. Bojangles (actor, 1878)
- Ralph Waldo Emerson (essayist, 1803)
By comparison, my birthday (April 5th) is a little “cerebral”, which is another word for “lame”:
- Colin Powell (Secretary of State, 1937)
- Thomas Hobbes (philosopher, 1588)
Why couldn’t *I* be like Marie Osmond?
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family’s reunion
quick trip to williamsburg, today. brother and best man Pop Culture Examiner was down for his 239th high school reunion, brought to you by “facebook” and the “national association of lafayette high school alumni who have been gone long enough to have forgotten why they left.”we came down because we haven’t seen him (nor wife, niece and nephew extraordinaire) since the lady sparkler got us pregnant. needless to say, we wanted to see them — the little ones especially — to better transition into that little bundle of joy they are going to be expected to coo about over the holidays.
that night, grandma, grandpa, the wee ones, and the sparklers did a very special dinner at Sonic (lady sparkler’s fast food crush) while the reunion festivities raged over at “the hospitality house.” the niece and i got into a pig-tail measuring contest (she won) and super-nephew tried to get in on the action as well.
which makes me wonder … have my classes had reunions? i haven’t heard of one, but then again … if i was throwing a reunion, i probably wouldn’t invite me either.
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photos: the best of europe
not everybody has the patience to sort through 800+ photos from a family vacation, so i have distilled out about 70 of my favorites from scotland, london and paris. there is more commentary on the trip to come (UPDATED: it’s here now) but wanted to get the pictures up quicker than my weary brain can draft real blog posts.Explore the Photo Set:
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british beer
![[John Smith's Extra Smooth, London, England, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/3512046072_2f4d1395c7.jpg)
on the flight over here from the U.S., i gave my father two goals for his tenure in Britain — either he was going to learn to drink scotch or he was going to learn to drink beer.he chose the latter.
my father really hasn’t done much with alcohol at least since i’ve been around — there is a childhood story about mixing day old empties together which still gives me the heebs — but each meal i’d pick out something for myself that i thought he’d like, give him a sample and then he’d either order it or something he had earlier in the trip.
i have to say he’s built himself a respectable palette for the darker stuff — mostly brown ales and stouts. the effort was made a bit easier by English beer’s milder taste than it’s American microbrew cousins, but a beer is a beer and now he’s fully prepped up to tie one down at work functions and the like.
i’m so proud 🙂
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Westminster
![[Westminster, London, England, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/3512010480_9ba5552eb6.jpg)
![[Family, Westminster, London, England, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/05/3511200113_c124ac1b20.jpg)
we’re nearing the end of the trip — just one full day left tomorrow, and then my parents fly out the following afternoon. i can already hear my parents talking over the next hundred family gatherings about how perfect the trip was (and it really did go off without a hitch) and i’m really glad to have ticked something off my things-to-do-before-i-die list and picked up some great family memories to boot.See All the Photos on Flickr:
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Silver Sands of Morar
![[Family, Silver Sands of Morar, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3502530616_7bec73eb22.jpg)
Morar is well known for it’s sanded beaches — which are a bit of a rarity up here — but also because it’s the home to Morag, Scotland’s second favorite Loch moster after Nessie. Sighting of her are a bit less welcome by the locals, however, as legend says that a member of the local clan dies each time. I’m glad Nessie is so much more benevolent.See Slideshow of the Photos on Flickr:
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Armandale Castle
![[Armandale Castle, Sleat, Isle of Skye, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3491922741_fec68c4ec6.jpg)
![[Armandale Castle, Sleat, Isle of Skye, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3491927111_d32e0dfed5.jpg)
Given how the Donald clan is one of Scotland’s four largest, you’d think there would be a bit of an industry of places for expat MacDonalds to visit but — not so much.The one big exception is Armandale Castle on Isle of Skye, where there is a Clad Donald museum and the ruins of very late (and questionably significant) family castle.
That aside, now that we are on the Isle, it’s hard to argue with beauty of the land that surrounds us.
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Inverness
![[Family, Old High Church, Inverness, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3491911209_88ab435d23.jpg)
![[Old High Church, Inverness, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3491910621_01e41a447d.jpg)
Inverness was the one part of the trip that we just couldn’t really work into the plan. My mother’s Grandfather was born there, but it was so far north, not much to see, and not exactly the most scenic city of the lot.Turns out we were wrong on the first part — once we got to where we were staying in Drumnadrochit, the innkeeper listed some places in Inverness as good dinner options, and said it was just under 30 minutes away.
So we drove in for a bit — nominally to find the Old High Church, which would have almost certainly been by Great Grandfather’s Church during his lifetime. We found it eventually (after a small detour to an unmarked neighboring church) and found some MacDonalds in the cemetary.
It’s nice going off the plan every once in a while.
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Loch Ness and Castle Urquhart
![[Loch Ness, Castle Urquhart, Drumnadrochit, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3492722418_ebb12c07d0.jpg)
![[Loch Ness, Castle Urquhart, Drumnadrochit, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3492722114_7831315251.jpg)
![[Family, Loch Ness, Drumnadrochit, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3491889569_b5a027bb71.jpg)
My father had a grand total of one request on this trip — to see Loch Ness, something i was more than happy to do based solely on my favorite roller coaster ride of all time (the Loch Ness Monster at Busch Gardens Williamsburg).Love it. Especially the part when we were sitting in Castle Urquhart’s orientation film and five minutes was dedicated to how the hated MacDonalds laid siege (like viking mercenaries!) to the beloved castle on the Loch, several times over the centuries.
I don’t remember hearing about that from my Grandmother.
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Glen Coe
![[Glen Coe, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3492705046_b8e3cb3c29.jpg)
![[Glen Coe, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3491891685_3fe49d4f69.jpg)
![[Glen Coe, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3491893763_d405497935.jpg)
![[Glen Coe, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3492711984_ae0808e089.jpg)
the mountains around Glen Coe are officially on my list of most beautiful places on the planet. there is an strange quiet and sadness that permeates the landscape, which might be why it’s (erroneously) translated as the Valley of Weeping.for those playing along at home, Glencoe is where several dozen of MacDonalds (ancestors on my maternal grandmother’s side) were killed in their own home by the guests who had accepted their hospitality, because the MacDonalds had not yet pledged their allegience to new monarchs William and Mary.
(yes, THAT William and Mary.)
it really is stunning here — so stunning, we’re going to stop again on our way back from the Isle of Skye, too.
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so, a funny thing happened
![[Castle Stalker, near Port Appin, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3492693498_c10b80706a.jpg)
so, a funny thing happened at the car dealership.i rented a car from whatever the nationwide/generic car rental place was, and the only thing i asked for was for it to be an automatic. i’ve done the wrong side of the road thing before, but had little interest in doing it on hills with a clutch.
turns out that the only automatic that they had on the lot was a Mercedes E-Class Wagon, which the guy described as being worth more than his annual paycheck (it costs $49,250 in the States).
he gave it to us for the rate we already agreed to for what we thought was going to be a crappy Scandinavian four-door, and tossed in a GPS to boot. the lady sparkler said to decline the insurance to use our own, and i drove the really expensive car off the lot like a scared little boy.
when we got back to the apartment (we’re in a two-bedroom for our stay in Edinburgh) i made my wife call our insurance, just to be sure we were okay. it went something like this:
We just rented a Mercedes wagon, and want to make sure it’s covered under our insurance.
What do you mean when you say that you don’t cover “certain” luxury vehicles — like what, Ferrari’s and Lambroghinis?
So, I started walking back to the rental place — and told him either to give us insurance or to walk over and pick the car back up himself.
Long story short, we got insurance — and my parents just got upgraded from riding around in the back of a Ford Mondeo for a week.
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Lochabre
![[Laird's Woods, Lochaber, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3491879885_8982310746.jpg)
friends of my father’s gave him deed to a piece of land in Scotland for his birthday. granted, it’s only one square food but apparently that’s enough to give him the title of “Laird” within the Scottish aristocracy. it turned out to be right on our road to the Isle of Skye, so we swung by and saw his plot.See All the Photos on Flickr:
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Stirling Castle
![[Stirling Castle, Stirling, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3492661514_c6d9157810.jpg)
![[Family, Stirling Castle, Stirling, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3491830757_1be79bffd9.jpg)
![[Monument to Wiliam Wallace, Stirling, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3492655752_574563b4fd.jpg)
we’re on our way out west. we had one little hiccup when we hit the highway — couldn’t decide if the speed limits were in kilometers/hr or miles/hr, which makes a big difference — but at least driving on the wrong side of the road is old hat after three weeks in australia.See Slideshow of the Photos on Flickr:
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Holyrood
![[Holyrood Palace, Edinburgh, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3491811141_551228ae1f.jpg)
![[Holyrood Abbey, Edinburgh, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3491806487_c7040d4628.jpg)
![[Holyrood Palace, Edinburgh, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3492622698_e34185733d.jpg)
Holyrood is both Edinburgh’s Central Park and the home of the monarchy in Scotland. Besides the natural aspect, Holyrood made the list because Queen Elizabeth spends a little over a week here each summer. I’m starting to realize that i’m a bit of a Royal Watcher.See All the Photos on Flickr:
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Old Edinburgh
![[Sir Walter Scott Monument, Edinburgh, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3492603124_7185e856f2.jpg)
![[Canongate Kirk, Edinburgh, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3491788203_6b0870ee4a.jpg)
![[Views of Old Town, Edinburgh, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3491821719_84fafe6417.jpg)
![[Old Town, Edinburgh, Scotland, UK.]](https://theparkerfamily.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/3492639368_c8dac61289.jpg)
we’ve landed, taken the train up to Scotland, and have made a couple of forays into Edinburgh. my father has already struck up a rapport with the locals (well, the locals involved in the restaurant industry) and Scotland is just a beautiful as described. all is well with the world.See All the Photos on Flickr:
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travel: scotland, uk
so, ended up not blogging the trip to Scotland the same way I’ve done trips in the past.this was partly because the schedule was a little too packed for much writing time, partly because I’d just fallen out of the habit of blogging daily due to the baby-talking-embargo, but mostly because the whole not-sleeping-through-the-night thing means I now spend all my sparetime asleep.
as a result, instead of my witty commentary, you are just stuck looking at the pretty pictures. suffice to say, the trip was beautiful, spectacular, and perfect in every way.
UPDATE: this turned out to not exactly be true — i’ve finally gone back and jotted down most of my thoughts about the trip, and uploaded them (along with the pictures) to the site. I’m sure i’ve missed some things, but i’ll update them as the come up in family “do you remember when” conversations.
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preview: scotland
i don’t even know where to begin …ever since we got back from our honeymoon, the lady sparkler has been planning her next trip. then australia fell into our laps, and (once she got back) she began planning her next trip.
to be fair, she was actually more monitoring the currency markets than planning, per say. screw civil liberties, what really got my beloved’s blood boiling was when bush pushed the dollar sink into the commode.
so, when the bottom fell out of the european currencies last summer, the joy on her face was palpable. london. paris. wherever.
now, conveniently, my parents have always wanted to go to scotland (my grandmother was a clan donald lass) and with their 45th anniversary coming up this year and the exchange rate going our way for once, it’s was looking like this could be the year.
never one to pass up a chance to leverage synergies, the lady sparkler suggested that the two should become one. (never argue with a wife who *wants* to travel with her in-laws…)
and so it will be, the last week of this coming April.
we’ll start out with a couple days in Edinburgh (The Castle, Holyrood Park) before renting a car — more wrong side of the road driving! — and heading into the hills. we’ll do a driving tour of Glen Coe (where the noble Donalds were massacred by the dastardly Campbells while they slept).
we’ll take a drive west passing by Loch Ness (Expedition Center, Urquhart Castle) which has fascinated my father and I ever since our first trip to Busch Gardens Europe. finally, we’ll swing through the Isle of Sky — including Armadale Castle, the ancestral home of Clan Donald — before heading back in London for the trip home.
now, London is where things get interesting. we have just about 48 hours to do the whole city, including St Paul’s Cathedral, Tower of London, London Bridge, Kensington Palace, Hyde Park, Buckingham Gates, the Sherlock Holmes Museum and Parliment. and a partridge in a Pear tree.
oh, and I want to see White Hart Lane (home of Tottenham Hotspur) before the 100+ year old stadium gets torn down next year, and replaced by a 60,000-seat monstrosity.
so, my mother gets the isle of sky, my father gets loch ness, i get london, and my beloved gets … Paris?
as if the british isles weren’t enough, my beloved and I “gave each other” two days in Paris for Christmas this past year (and then gave it to ourselves again for Valentine’s Day once we realized how much it cost).
so, besides the *VERY* palpable guilt of traveling in such horrid economic climates, life is feeling pretty good.
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lost license: airport security without an ID
airport security, originally uploaded by d5o3so, a funny thing happened on the way to the airport …
we had a rental car for the first half of thanksgiving week, so that we could drive down to eugene, and so that i could spend a day hiking around central oregon.
unfortunately, at one of those trailheads, i stuffed my wallet in the glove compartment … and then never bothered to pull it back out again. and then i returned the car. and then Enterprise re-rented the car.
obviously, much madness ensued — calls with Enterprise, arrangements with the sparklers-in-law to forward a photocopy of my passport, and discussions with TSA and United.
long story short: i got to go through security at the airport without a government-issued ID.
we weren’t able to get much out of TSA or United before we got to the airport, but pretty much everybody said to get there early. our flight was at 7:45 am, so we got to the airport when it opened at 5:30.
the aforementioned photocopy of my passport was more than enough to convince United to give me a boarding pass … though, in retrospect, I could have side-stepped their ID check completely had i thought to check-in online.
the TSA-manned security checkpoint weren’t quite so ready to accept copied documents that (admittedly) had no security value what-so-ever.
after meekly presenting by situation to the ID checker, i was waived out of line (expected), but the lady sparkler was sent on without me (not so much).
now, i would have thought that TSA would want to use her (or at least her ID) as some sort of corroborating identification, but they were just as uninterested in her as they were in the photocopies i had of my passport, social security card and birth certificate.
i was let off to a secure, undisclosed location.
now, when i get nervous, i get chatty … so i started talking up the nice young lady who was escorting me. turns out, people try and fly all the time without identification … and most don’t even have a good excuse.
she guessed that she sees 15 or so people try and go through security each day without an ID, and only one or two of them have had their identification lost or stolen. most just left it at home, and didn’t have the time or inclination to go back and get it.
we arrived on the admin floor of the terminal building, and i was ushered into the one small room that functioned as TSA headquarters for the airport.
It had a faux-command center feel: plasma screen televisions were showing security cameras and CNN, and a military-style bank of clocks allowed them to monitor the passage of time in such disparate locales as Tokyo, Portland, Washington, London and Riyadh.
I sat down with two very nice TSA security ladies, who absolutely had the “Cagney and Lacy” flavour of retired police officers. After introductions, they dialed up Homeland Security central for a teleconference, and asked me an quick series of questions.
Three minutes later — and one amusing retelling of my rental car experience — I was on my way.
Back at the metal detectors, I was taken to my very own security line where I got to go through a puffer and my baggage got hand searched and sniffed for explosives before they sent me through.
couple of thoughts if you decide to lose your wallet, too:
Get there early — the first thing the TSA officer said to me was “what time is your flight” and “good, you’ll still make your plane.” they had no doubt i was getting through, so long as i had enough time.
Ace the interview — TSA didn’t (seem to) care about anything except the interview. They didn’t care that I was on a round trip fare (so I obviously made it through security once), they ignored my wife (who had ID, and shared my last name, and my home address), and wasn’t interested in any cooroberating evidence that I was me (I had a bank statement addressed to me, and photocopies of my passport, social security card, and birth certificate).
Be friendly — I took every moment I could to chat up those escorting me and interviewing me, and it was a surpisingly posative experience. They seemed very interested in getting me on my plane, so I was very interested in not being an @$%&.
The whole event took less than 20 minutes, on the busiest travel day of the season. I’m not sure I could have expected a better ending.
UPDATE: I got my wallet back. Enterprise (who was great through this all) tracked down the people who had the car, while the new renters were unable/unwilling to find the wallet … it was there in the glove compartment when they returned the car.
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hike: mirror lake, oregon
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confessions of a (late blooming) red sox fan
the red sox pulled another rabbit out of a hat, last night, and their improbably run through the playoffs continues.i hate to say it, but i didn’t think they’d make it out of the first round this year … with Manny almost single-handedly destroying the team and the team bogged down with so many injuries.
So, when new kid Jed Lowrie slapped in new kid Jason Bay last night at the bottom of the ninth, the moment was that much more magical. and, all this excitement …
… just made me feel guilty.
earlier in the day, i had (yet another) water cooler conversation about playoff baseball.
one was a brewers fan, who was (mostly) content with Milwaukee’s valiant run to the playoffs, which would have been the envy of every small market team in baseball if the Tampa Rays weren’t still in the thick of things.
the other was an orioles fan was reminiscing about the last time they had young, promising talent good enough to win the rookie of the year award (answer: never) and bemoaning the groundswell of “fans” jumping on the red sox band wagon since ending their 86 year championship drought in 2004.
that’s when i felt the guilt … i was an orioles fan (*gasp!*) as recently as 2002.
it all started in earnest when i moved to a place about eight miles from Camden Yards. growing up, i had been raised to root for the home team: my Vermont brother (red sox), my Maine father (Boston braves, and then red sox) and my new york grandfather (Yankees) all supported the local teams. I’d argue that it’s your civic duty.
but then 2003 happened. i moved to dc (who was desperately trying to get their own team, one which i root for in the National League) which relieved the Orioles of their position as the team next door. I also came to the realization that Peter Angelos, owner of the Orioles, was actually the anti-Christ based on his sad attempts to keep a team out of DC (a rant already rant-ed at length).
so, without a team to cheer for (the Nats hadn’t arrived yet, and i had blacklisted the O’s) i started shopping around.
basically, everyone in my family who follows baseball, follows the red sox … so there was some attraction there. also, i had already built up a healthy, low-boiling hatred of the Yankees (sorry, grand-pa) based lightly on those annoying 25 championships, but mostly on their thuggish jersey-based fans who streamed into Baltimore for the games each year. (if there is one thing the red sox and orioles share, it’s an un-abiding hatred of the Yankees.)
so, after spending most of 2003 without a team to cheer for, the post-season saw me rooting *against* the Yankees yet again, which based on their ALCS match up with Boston, meant i would need to root *for* the Red Sox.
i watched all seven games of the series that year, and got (what turned out to be) my only true flavor of the misery that being a Red Sox fan is associated with: series tied at 3 a piece, game tied 5-5, Yankees at bat to begin the bottom half of the 11th inning … first pitch is knocked out of the park by Aaron Boone. Yankees win the game. Boston loses the series.
(ironically enough, Aaron Boon is now with the Washington Nationals, and is the one player i can’t bring myself to cheer for.)
i barely knew what a baseball was during the last major Sox tragedy (Bill Buckner and the ball between the legs in ’86) but if it sucked anything like this did, I’m glad i was too young.
and, from that point on, i was hooked. i even converted the lady sparkler into enough of a fan that she believes “@$%#$” is J.D. Drew’s middle name, knows that Big Papi needs to get his act together and start bringing in some runs, and thinks Jacoby Ellsbury and Dustin Pedroia are cute (I’ll take my in’s how ever i can get them).
so, there you go. red sox nation member since October 2003. five years and two championships later, life on the bandwagon is great. i just want you new punks to know that i was hear first, even if it wasn’t by much.
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return from the northern kingdom
it’s the beginning of fall travel season, and we kicked it off with a trip to visit the Vermont Parkers, outside Burlington.I’m certain we did stuff — we have pictures as proof — but mostly we kicked around and relaxed. I remember something about mini-golf (tho we didn’t keep score) and food / deck / backyard, but mostly I remember relaxing.
my iPhone is the personification (electronic-device-ification?) of *awesomeness.* I can’t believe I didn’t get one of these sooner (oh, wait. AT&T … that’s why.)
next up is Dallas for our second consecutive “wedding of the century.” it’ll be an Anglo-Dutch-Indo-Pakistani-Mexican-Middle Eastern affair, so should be fascinating.
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banner no. 17
well, it’s a good time to be a sports fan in boston.the red sox have won twice in four years. the patriots blew their chance to be a perfect 19-0. (oh, btw, i like all teams in new england *except* for the patriots.) the revolution lost their fourth major league soccer title game in six years. (oh, the revs … *hate* the revs, too.) and, the boston celtics just won their first championship in 22 years.
now, i don’t want to say that the culture of new england has changed … but it has, so i guess that phrase was an empty blogging device.
my father and i talked after the celtics won game four, in los angeles, to take a commanding 3-1 lead in the best of 7 series.
if this was 2001 — with the red sox in an 80+ year drought and the celtics in a 15 year skid — new englanders would be talking in hushed tones about how the lakers were a great team who were the odds on favorites to come back and win, especially knowing *our* (ie. new england’s) luck.
but, you throw three super bowl rings and two world series trophies into the mix, and these crazy yanks get down right cocky.
talking to my father that night, he guaranteed — OUTLOUD! — that the celtics were going to win the championship, and odds-on it was going to happen in five games. needless to say, given my comparative old age and experience, i was looking for any piece of wood available to knock on.
sure enough … my boy was right. he wiffed on the number of games — it was six not five — but a championship none-the-less.
and all was well in beantown. again.
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too much free time. more playoffs, please.
so, my father is a lockdown celtics fan.now, i often say that i don’t remember anything before 7th grade (which is sad, yet still true) but, due to my father’s Boston brand of religion, some of my best childhood memories involve the celtics, including:
- my father sneaking us into the old Garden, and then sweet-talking the staff after we got caught. the parquet playing floor wasn’t down because of a Boston Bruins game, but those Championship banners were sure up in those rafters.
- watching the Celtics win Game 7 of the ’84 finals against Los Angeles, giving them Championship #15. To this day, I still hate that whole squad of Lakers, especially Kurt Rambis. (sorry, Nadav…)
- “havlicek stole the ball!” actually, that wasn’t a childhoold memory (because I was born almost 20 years, to the day, later) but CBS used to play it over and over anytime the Celtics made the playoffs … to the theme from “Terms of Endearment,” no less.
of course, with said favorite memories, came some of my least-favorite childhood memories, too:
- waking up after the ’88 division series loss to the Pistons, realizing that the Celtics just weren’t the “Celtics” anymore. (which would have been revealed a year earlier if not for a last second gaff by the Pistons.)
- len bias.
i was seventeen when Larry Bird retired, and the Celtics launched a 15-year “forgettable” streak. over that span, they had only three winning seasons, three playoff series, and just two players named to an All-Star team. last year, they lost 58 games and won just 24.
but, everything change this summer, when Celtic GM danny ainge — who was in contention for “worst GM ever” until that point, which is saying something considering recent Celtic history — pulled of the steal of a lifetime by snagging Kevin Garnett from Minnesota.
now, i watched the Celtic’s new “big three” during the regular season, but i knew they were going to choke … so didn’t get too attached. in fact, i was more optimistic about the Red Sox’ chances in 2004 … and they were facing down 86 years of history, not a pedestrian 20.
however, once the Celtics made the playoffs, we started watching. and watching. and watching.
and yes, that was “we” — as in the lady sparkler’s been watching, too. and she’s been screaming at the television when Ray Allen bricks another three. and she’s been twitching non-stop during every road game waiting for the choke to come. and she’s been wondering how Paul Pierce became the team hero when Kevin Garnett has him beat in every major stat category except assists.
at this point, the lady sparkler and I are guessing that we have seen 15 of the 20 playoff games so far, for 50+ hours of basketball. there has been a game just about every other day since the end of April. which brings us to why I am blogging about this today … there hasn’t been a game for four days. and won’t be one until the finals start this Thursday.
basically, we are in withdrawal.
All day Sunday, i felt like i was missing something … and it didn’t go away until I realized that I would have been watching Game 7 had they not clinched two days earlier. today, i felt like i needed to do something when i got home. but no. it was just an even number of days since the last game.
and so we wait.
and it sucks. and i can’t imagine what it’s like for someone (like my father) who’s been around for all the rest of the 16 championships, 20 conference titles and 26 divisional titles, and has had to wait 20 years for the next glimmer of hope … because the anticipation is just *killing* me.
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day of amusement
the lady sparkler and i went down to williamsburg, to visit my parents … and we spend Saturday at busch gardens europe, which (if you are from out of town) is pretty easily the best reason to visit the ‘burg.spindler hadn’t been to an amusement park in 10 years, and i am pretty sure it had been 8 for me. we hit all five roller coasters — and then some — and had a blast. as for the picture, it’s pretty obvious to say that you had a good weekend if you are smiling on the “teacups.”
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wii would like to play (a.k.a. geek nirvana)
yup. kind of creepy.so, the family bought me a wii for my birthday this year … the vermont parkers have one, the virginia parkers have one, and there was this notion that we might be able to play together if i got one too (and then quietly explain to everyone how to hook them up together via the interweb).
i think this is the first time in recorded history that i have been the last adopter of new technology in my family. what’s even more strange is that the lady sparkler (a) comes home from work and wants to play wii as soon as she walks through the door, and (b) invites other people to come over to play with my video game console … and they are (gasp!) even female.
truly, i have entered some strange parallel universe where geeks get the hot chicks, everyone speaks Klingon, and the varsity a/v club slams the basketball team into the lockers everyday after gym. oh, and everyone in this magical land of dork-dom speaks only in movie quotes, uses their windows computer as a doorstop, and tina fey was just elected president.
ahhhh, it’s good to be home.
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Duke Wins (barely), Baylor Loses (badly), Planet continues spinning unimpressed
it’s that time of the year again, when a young man’s fancy turns to basketball.i bought tickets to the first round games in D.C. for my brother’s birthday gift last year, so he came down for the games this weekend. out of shear luck, his favorite team (duke) got seeded into the d.c. bracket, so he is in 27th heaven (which also means that i can give him crappy presents for the next couple of years with impunity.) it also turns out that the lady sparkler’s alma mater (baylor) is playing in the d.c. part of the tourney, too … so everyone has someone to root for but me.my alma mater (william & mary) has not appeared in the ncaa tourney yet despite 80 years of trying, and my favorite team (maryland) just crashed out of the tourney-wannabe (N.I.T.) this afternoon. in a purely sociological experiment, i decided early on to root for the teams with the best looking cheer/dance squad. i am sad to report that this turned out *not* to be the way to go as my teams went 1 for 4. (although i must say i was *much* less stressed about the games’ outcomes then the rest of my Baylor-, Georgia- and Arizona-rooting friends.)
baylor actually played quite well. they took good shots, and held their own defensively, but the ball simply never bounced their way. their opponent, purdue, were chucking balls at the basket without looking and scoring left and right. not much you can do when you are up against a team having that kind of a day, unfortunately.
duke, on the other hand, nearly screwed the pooch (pardon my french, of course) and ended up just one point shy of losing to the 6th worst team in the tourney. they shot 28% from three-point range, and their regular-season leader in points had just one field goal in 29 minutes. only guard gerald henderson saved duke from the abyss — with 21 points, seven rebounds and five steals.
anyway, in the end … duke won, baylor lost, and evan embarrassed himself by picking the losers better than the winners. all is as it should be.
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Photos: Colonial Williamsburg
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Travel: Champlain Valley Exposition, Vermont
We weren’t able to make it up to Vermont this year for my brother’s birthday, so we went up a couple of weeks later for the Champlain Valley Exposition outside of Burlington. Nothing is better than a county fair for photography.Explore the Photo Set:
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Photos: Jamestown, Virginia
I grew up about 2 miles from Jamestown, the sight of the first permanent English colony in North America. Established in 1607, this year marks the 400th anniversary of the landing of the first three ships.As one would expect, there was a big to-do, with Queen Elizabeth II over from England, and President Bush II down from D.C. It was a three day affair, with a reenactment of the landing, concerts and all sorts of educational stuff at the State & National Parks that surround the landing site.
My parents still live those 2 miles away, and we all spent the weekend taking in the festivities.
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Photos: Tacky Light Tour, Richmond, Virginia
Each and every year, we make one pilgramage (at least) to the best in neighborhood Christmas light displays. To spice things up, this year we change from going to a neighborhood off Todd’s Lane in Hampton, to houses participating in the Tacky Light Tour in Richmond.I had no idea this existed until I watched a Christmas special about it on TLC (or A&E). I’m not sure I am ready to give up Todd’s Lane, but it was great mixing it up with new material this year.
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Photos: Yorktown National Battlefield, Virginia
We took Jackson on his first trip to a Revolutionary War Battlefield today, mainly as a way of keeping “the guys” occupied while “the women” hit the outlets north of town.Not that I recommend it as an real-life exercise, but take a couple of minutes to think about how you would explain a 200 year-old war to a 4 year-old boy. As I was talking, I realized I sounded an aweful lot like George Dubya Bush explaining the Iraq war to America (evil-doers, defeding our country, protecting our families).
It was pretty creepy.
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Photos: National Maritime Museum, Norfolk, Virginia
Another something I haven’t done in over a decade, we took the whole family down to the National Maritime Museum (better known as Nauticus) in Norfolk, Virginia. It was great to spend quality time with my grandfather (whom I don’t see nearly enough of) and he docent-ed for us as we wandered around both the museum and the battleship parked out back.Explore the Photo Set:
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Photos: Christmas Decorations, Colonial Williamsburg, Virginia
Originally uploaded by evancparker.
Originally uploaded by evancparker.Christmas in Williamsburg, and it’s time for the obligatory walk around the historic area (Colonial Williamsburg) looking at the Christmas decorations. For the first time since high school, though, we added the decidedly un-Colonial (but still spectacular) tree lighting on Christmas Eve.Explore the Photo Set:
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Photos: National Museum of Natural History
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Photos: National Mall
Day two of the Parker Brothers’ tour of DC.This time we stayed much closer to home, including my first trip to the top of the Washington Monument since it reopened earlier this decade, a quick “thaw” trip to the Natural History Museum, and a jog around the sites on the National Mall.
Collin’s got a great eye, and you can check out his pictures of our tour on Flickr.
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Photos: Great Falls National Park and Shenandoah National Park, Virginia
Day one of the Parker Brothers’ photo tour of the greater metropolitan Washington, DC area.For Collin’s birthday in August, the family chipped in together and got him a gently used Canon 10d, and he has been taking at least one photograph a day ever since.
We started our two day shooting event on Saturday by heading west, hitting Great Falls and a drive by of the North District of the Shenandoah National Park.
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Photos: D.C at Night, Washington, DC
After practically a year of trying, my brother is in town for the weekend.He was originally supposed to come last March for the Washington DC Regional of the NCAA Men’s Basketball Tournament (for those of you paying attention, that was the tourny where hometown-heros George Mason knocked off Connecticut). My sister-in-law went into labor about a month early, and so he missed possibly the two best days of basketball in recent memory.
After the first attempt didn’t work out so well, we tried to get together this fall for a couple of sporting events (a DC United and a Washingtion Nationals game) but he managed to herniate a disk in his back, and was on his butt for a couple of months.
Finally, this weekend, with only weeks left before his Southwest ticket expired, we got him down here for a Wizards game and a couple of days of R&R.
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Carter’s Country Shooting Range
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there is nothing better than going with three hot young texas women to a shooting range out her in a suburb of a suburb of houston, texas.the spindler sisters were decidedly the only women there under 300 lbs — and watching the crowd as they moved through is as close as i’ll ever get to witnessing supermodels navigate the paparazzi on fifth avenue.
i didn’t shoot myself — not sure anybody was ready to a the long-haired hippie with anything approximating a loaded weapon — but watching everybody else watching the spindler sisters squeeze off a few rounds was totally worth all those awkward “who let him in here” stares i recieved.
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Travel: Isle of Shoals, Maine
second consecutive day on the water … this time on a “blow boat” with friends of the family (who are also my 59th cousins 326 times removed). we went out to the Isle of Shoals, a group of nine small islands about 7 miles off the coast of Portsmouth, New Hampshire and Kittery, Maine.
During the 1700’s, there was a town on the islands, Gosport, which was fairly prosperous up until about 1778, when the Islanders were evacuated to Rye, New Hampshire due to the Revolutionary War. The islands were then largely abandoned until the middle of the 19th century, when a popular summer hotel opened on Appledore Island. Currently, the only inhabitants are a Unitarian church retreat, and scientific research camp.
Having never been on a sailboat, it was quite an experience covering those 7 miles and back again. We were on such a beautiful 30-foot sailboat that I am shocked I didn’t get a single picture of the boat itself.
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Travel: Portsmouth Harbor, New Hampshire
spent the day with my godparents, out on their boat!
Portsmouth’s harbor is on the Piscataqua River, the third fastest-flowing navigable river in the world. the harbor, arguably the finest in New England, is dominated by the Portsmouth Naval Shipyard, located across the river on Seavey’s Island in Kittery, Maine.
we went up river (against that aforementioned 3rd fastest current in the world) and had some steller sandwiches under the “middle” bridge. giving up the fight, we went back downstream to a big muckity-muck yacht club by the old Wentworth resort and picked out our own personal “post-lottery winnings” yacht.
It was a wonderful day!
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Pearl Street Playground
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Travel: Downtown Portland, Oregon
last day in portland, oregon. it’s a gorgeous place… i will miss it wildly. which got me thinking…
i’ve been trying to move to get out of DC pretty steadily since 1998. i tried very hard to move to Oregon early in my failed marriage (she would have none of it) when I worked for a company out of Eugene. closer to the end of my tenure there, i was a week away from relocating when it turned out that a position I was jonesing for — in Eugene — wasn’t actually available.
not that oregon has a monopoly on my desires to get out of DC. i almost pulled the trigger twice on Vermont, once while working for Bernie Sanders — Vermont’s Representative in the U.S. Congress — and once shortly after my divorce.
being on vacation outside of the political, type-“A” rat-race that is DC has reminded me how much i still want to get out of here before I start firebombing politicians.
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Travel: Mount St. Helens, Washington
I don’t remember anything more than fleeting before i was a teenager — not world events, not personal experiences … nothing. Well, except for thinking that a volcano erupting in the Pacific Northwest was pretty dern cool.
Obviously, I was a little young to understand or appreciate the tragedy associated with a natural disaster (I had just turned 5 the monthe before the eruption) but I was about 2 classes away from being a Geology majory, so it must have done something for me.
Mount St. Helens is only about 2 hours from Portland, and half of that was on the mountain access road itself. The trip was devistatingly gorgeous, though it was one of those days (that I can never explain) where the photos just don’t do the day or the subject justice.
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Hike: Shotgun Park, Oregon
Spent the day hiking around “Shotgun Recreational Site” outside of Springfield, Oregon (don’t bother Googling “shotgun” and “Oregon” … nothing useful turns up. Fantastically large trees.
The picture here isn’t actually of the park (or “Recreational Site” as it were) but was of sunset on the drive back to Portland.
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Photos: Fireworks
Watched Portland’s fireworks from the top of Mt. Tabor, a community park that sits several hundred feet above and about 60 blocks away from downtown. After the big fireworks, we can back home and the community had gathered to shoot some off behind a nearby elementary school …
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Travel: Columbia River Gorge
Drove the length of the old historic Columbia River highway, and took in half a dozen (or more) of the waterfalls that line the river. Most of them were bigger than any that I had ever seen before, and all of them were VERY photogenic.
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Travel: Mt. Hood
After driving through the Columbia River Gorge, we set off for Mt. Hood. After decades of east coast mountains, it’s hard to put a 11,000 ft volcano into perspective. Spent the latter part of the day wandering around the Timberline Lodge, a ski-resort on Mt. Hood that is operated by the U.S. Forest Service.
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Travel: Rose Garden, Portland
Just outside of the Japanese Garden is a HUGE Rose Garden, which serves as a kind of public square for Portland families. The garden has hundreds of different kinds of roses, each layed out in 8 foot by 2 foot plots, side-by-side and end-to-end across acres of land. It’s simply overwhelming.
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Travel: Japanese Garden, Portland
Summer vacation, finally, and I am hanging with the hippies of Portland, Oregon.
Part of the Oregon Zoo complex on the outskirts of Portland is a Japanese Garden, which is maticulously maintained. It’s rare that I feel like something was worth the cost of admission, but here not only was it a steal, I felt that my $8 was actually being folded back into the park itself. I can’t imagine how much they spend to keep this place up, but it is certainly more the cost of admission.
Japanese Garden, Portland, Oregon
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Wedding: Full Steam Ahead
Success. My parents just left after a really nice six day visit. We’re still engaged. During their time here we managed to tackle quite a few wedding details in addition to sight seeing, touring museums, and eating lots of crab cakes at Eastern Market.Last weekend we took them to see the leading contender for the reception, The Heritage Inn and also look at the Primitive Baptist Church and Presbyterian Church in Clifton. Everyone was in agreement that Clifton, VA is a beautiful town and perfect spot for our wedding.
Right now we’re leaning toward using the Presbyterian Church. They are in the middle of expanding the church facilities but we were able to see the sanctuary. We loved it — the wood pews with carvings, the huge windows, and a bell with a real bell pull in the back of the sanctuary.
The biggest challenge will be picking out bridesmaid dresses that work well with the deep, vibrant red front curtain, pew cushions, and carpet. Oh, and there’s no center isle, so we’ll need to research if there are rules or superstitions that determine if it’s better to walk down the left or right aisle.
This past week I also finally managed to ask my bridal party to be part of our wedding: Christy is my m.o.h. (maid of honor). My bridesmaids are Melissa and sisters, Joanna and Nadine. Thankfully everyone said yes! Photos will follow soon … maybe.
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Wedding: The Attendants, Part I — A New Hope
With The Lady Sparkler out of town reprising her role as big muckety-muck at a “conference” in some posh resort in the hills of Virginia, I took the opportunity make a couple of “Hey, I’m throwing a wedding, do you want to be an attendant?” phone calls.
Actually, my brother Collin came on board as best man when we talked the night after the proposal, but the rest signed on yesterday and today.
Chrissy, my best friend from William & Mary, happily agreed to join the very selective society of groomsmaid. (Does my use of the gender-ambiguous word “attendants” seem less awkward, now?) John (remember that “h”, it will become more confusing in a moment) also seemed very happy and willing, though this probably makes him eligible for some kind of veteran / valor / danger pay as he’s been putting up with me since sixth grade. Finally, I asked Jon (without the “h” and very territorial about it) today at work, and he agreed as well … tho he IS my Siamese twin, so it would have been pretty awkward if he had said “no.”
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Travel: Virginia Zoo, Norfolk
I was suprised how nice Norfolk’s zoo is … it’s pretty big, the animal displays are reasonably updated and humane looking, and the range of wildlife is pretty startling considering the location. Besides, there’s nothing like watching turtles making whoopie with your family.
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Photos: Christmas in Colonial Williamsburg
IMG_2110.CR2, Originally uploaded by evancparker.The family walked around Colonial Williamsburg this afternoon. Collin and I traded shots on my camera and got some great shots between the two of us. It’s something we hadn’t done together since I was in high school. I had forgotten how much fun it it.
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Photos: Christmas off Hampton’s Todd’s Lane
IMG_2035.CR2, Originally uploaded by evancparker.Each year a neighborhood off Todd’s Lane in Hampton, Virginia, goes crazy with the Christmas lights and decoration. The houses that were decorated were just as elaborate as usual, though there did seem to be a couple fewer houses decorated this time around. Still well worth the trip.
Christmas off Hampton’s Todd’s Lane
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Travel: Burlington, Vermont
The rest of the family went shopping, so I slipped out and got some shots of Burlington in the snow.
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Travel: Essex Junction, Vermont
Up in Vermont at my brother’s house for Thanksgiving. For a New Englander trapped in the deep south, it’s nice to see snow when you go back home.
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Travel: York Beach, Maine
Went up to visit my Godparents in New Hampshire, and we did a driving tour of my parent’s old haunts. My mother’s favorite (“no trip is complete…”) is Nubble Light near York Beach, Maine. Cold, wet, blustery. It was hard to see where the water stoped and he horizon began.
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Travel: Rye, New Hampshire
One of my favorite spots in New England is my cousin’s farm house in Rye. It is a wonderfully old structure in a beautifully lush farm plot. Green as far as the eye can see.
Rye, New Hampshire
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