Well, here it is September 5th and I've been home for exactly 3 weeks now. I've used the time to transition back from being away for so long (7weeks almost!), catch up with friends, and figure out planning and starting school.
Truth is, the whole time I've been home I've been missing blogging. I like the challenge I set for myself for the summer, and I like having a record of the more delicate memories of my days there. Even today as I sit down to do this blog I've enjoyed rereading of our adventures on the Cape. Also, there is a part of me that feels as if I've left a large project incomplete since I haven't written of my adventures since we all left.
So, in a two part effort - one to finish up what I started this summer, and two to continue something that's important to me - I've decided to try and catch up with the blog.
Today.
Right here.
Right now.
So....Jordan left the Hyannis on Wednesday, July 29th. She attempted to shove all of her stuff into the suitcase she brought with her when she left home, unsuccessfully. I went to TJ Maxx and got her a larger one which I think will come in handy in the future. We spent the day puttering around, talking, slowly disentangling from each other while at the same time getting as much connection as we could since Makenna and I wouldn't be home for 2 and a half more weeks. We took J to the bus station in Hyannis and she gave the bus driver her luggage, ticket and climbed aboard. She needed a ride to Logan Airport in Boston and she decided this was the way she was going to go. It's a couple of hours to get there, and then she had to negotiate when to get off, checking in, security, and getting to her gate. She did all of this swimmingly and Kenna and I were happy for her and proud of her. Jordan has been traveling all of her life, but mostly in the company of her family and friends. It made me proud to see her do everything she needed to make this trip happen and to educate herself on what to expect throughout her travels, most of it on her own. Go Jordan!!
After Jordan left Makenna and I went and ate ice-cream. Sometimes you just eat ice-cream.
Later that evening, much later, Jim and Daphne arrived from Michigan/Ohio. We weren't expecting them until the next evening, but they had a good trip and kept on motoring across this country of ours. I told you the Cape has a draw. Anyway, they were coming because we had made plans to travel to Maine when we left Cape Cod and camp at Acadia National Park. I've spent many years dreaming of getting to Acadia, so was very happy to make something happen this year. The complete plans were for Acadia first, then travel downstate to Johnson City, TN, stay for a couple of days, and then camp at Roan Mountain State Park. All of this in an effort to camp as much as possible AND for me to work my way down the east coast to make the trip back to Florida bearable and as underwhelming as possible.
Anyway, Jim and Daphne hung out with us for our last days on the Cape. I was aware of wrapping things up and at the same time was closer to Maine than I've ever been. The last couple of days were busy with the usual packing and cleaning, but on Saturday before we left we had a big lobster pig out dinner party. Usually every year we are on the Cape we have lobster dinner to celebrate all of our birthdays, at once, together. We have lobster and salads and wine and dessert and say "Happy Birthday to US!". This year was no different. Cheryl's Jim came, and Shayne from next door, Jim and Daphne were there, and Makenna and Cheryl and I of course was there.
It was great and decadent and wonderful. The girls, Makenna and Daphne, made a wo
nderful array of snackables for eating while we were waiting for dinner....fresh veggies and olives and hummus and fruit. Cheryl cooked the lobsters on the grill, which she finds grueling (so sad to kill the little creatures) and we had roasted potatoes (from Jim) and grilled chicken for people who don't want lobster, and pasta salad, and corn and of course BUTTER. Oh, and beer and wine. It was a very nice birthday/going away celebration.
Oh, and guess who else came to dinner? Jessie! Aunt Cheryl's sweet little girl kitty that ran away the day after we arrived decided to come back right before we left. She just strolled into the yard and Makenna said "That looks a lot like Jessie." and we looked and so it was. Aunt Cheryl cried. And we all were happy. Thanks for coming home, Jessie!
Monday August and we hit the road for Maine!
We stopped in Freeport to check out LL Bean and then on to our beautiful, lovely, stunning camp out.
Truth is, the whole time I've been home I've been missing blogging. I like the challenge I set for myself for the summer, and I like having a record of the more delicate memories of my days there. Even today as I sit down to do this blog I've enjoyed rereading of our adventures on the Cape. Also, there is a part of me that feels as if I've left a large project incomplete since I haven't written of my adventures since we all left.
So, in a two part effort - one to finish up what I started this summer, and two to continue something that's important to me - I've decided to try and catch up with the blog.
Today.
Right here.
Right now.
So....Jordan left the Hyannis on Wednesday, July 29th. She attempted to shove all of her stuff into the suitcase she brought with her when she left home, unsuccessfully. I went to TJ Maxx and got her a larger one which I think will come in handy in the future. We spent the day puttering around, talking, slowly disentangling from each other while at the same time getting as much connection as we could since Makenna and I wouldn't be home for 2 and a half more weeks. We took J to the bus station in Hyannis and she gave the bus driver her luggage, ticket and climbed aboard. She needed a ride to Logan Airport in Boston and she decided this was the way she was going to go. It's a couple of hours to get there, and then she had to negotiate when to get off, checking in, security, and getting to her gate. She did all of this swimmingly and Kenna and I were happy for her and proud of her. Jordan has been traveling all of her life, but mostly in the company of her family and friends. It made me proud to see her do everything she needed to make this trip happen and to educate herself on what to expect throughout her travels, most of it on her own. Go Jordan!!
After Jordan left Makenna and I went and ate ice-cream. Sometimes you just eat ice-cream.
Later that evening, much later, Jim and Daphne arrived from Michigan/Ohio. We weren't expecting them until the next evening, but they had a good trip and kept on motoring across this country of ours. I told you the Cape has a draw. Anyway, they were coming because we had made plans to travel to Maine when we left Cape Cod and camp at Acadia National Park. I've spent many years dreaming of getting to Acadia, so was very happy to make something happen this year. The complete plans were for Acadia first, then travel downstate to Johnson City, TN, stay for a couple of days, and then camp at Roan Mountain State Park. All of this in an effort to camp as much as possible AND for me to work my way down the east coast to make the trip back to Florida bearable and as underwhelming as possible.
Anyway, Jim and Daphne hung out with us for our last days on the Cape. I was aware of wrapping things up and at the same time was closer to Maine than I've ever been. The last couple of days were busy with the usual packing and cleaning, but on Saturday before we left we had a big lobster pig out dinner party. Usually every year we are on the Cape we have lobster dinner to celebrate all of our birthdays, at once, together. We have lobster and salads and wine and dessert and say "Happy Birthday to US!". This year was no different. Cheryl's Jim came, and Shayne from next door, Jim and Daphne were there, and Makenna and Cheryl and I of course was there.
It was great and decadent and wonderful. The girls, Makenna and Daphne, made a wo
nderful array of snackables for eating while we were waiting for dinner....fresh veggies and olives and hummus and fruit. Cheryl cooked the lobsters on the grill, which she finds grueling (so sad to kill the little creatures) and we had roasted potatoes (from Jim) and grilled chicken for people who don't want lobster, and pasta salad, and corn and of course BUTTER. Oh, and beer and wine. It was a very nice birthday/going away celebration.Oh, and guess who else came to dinner? Jessie! Aunt Cheryl's sweet little girl kitty that ran away the day after we arrived decided to come back right before we left. She just strolled into the yard and Makenna said "That looks a lot like Jessie." and we looked and so it was. Aunt Cheryl cried. And we all were happy. Thanks for coming home, Jessie!
Monday August and we hit the road for Maine!
We stopped in Freeport to check out LL Bean and then on to our beautiful, lovely, stunning camp out.
And that's how it all ended.....it was so very wonderful to spend the month of July at the Cape.
I don't think I'll ever forget it.
What a summer. I have deep gratitude.
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