Saturday, August 23, 2008

Debut post


I've decided to take the plunge and try this blogging thing. I thought this would be a nifty way to keep in touch with friends and family (actually I got tired of googling myself and having nothing show up).


So how 'bout I start with a picture of me and the kids at the Coast last weekend? We (Mom, Dad, Christi, Laurel, Tommy, Andrea, Ted, Jimmy, the kids, and myself) went to Florence to spread Lisa (and Marty's) ashes on what would have been her 48th birthday. It was almost 100 degrees in the valley and the Coast was foggy, dark, and stormy. It was like Lisa special ordered the weather for us!


Laurel booked this nifty executive suite at Driftwood Shores for everyone. We stayed down the road a piece at another motel because Driftwood Shores is NOT PET FRIENDLY! Lisa used to sneak her kitty in when she stayed there, but we didn't think we could fit Kelsey under our coats.


Our little family is headed back there next week for a 3-day stay at Honeyman state park. We had to buy a new tent (14'x12'), a sleeping bag for DJ, and another air mattress. I hope we can fit everything in that sucker. Jimmy and I got bikes and we had to buy a 5 bike hitch for his Yukon. We are going to be loaded to the gills. I'm sure we'll be getting about 5 miles to the gallon this trip.
There you have it. I hope some of you will join me in the blogosphere and we can have a party. Creating an account is FREE and then you can leave comments and such - maybe even start your own blog!

2 comments:

Jill said...

Hi Sweetie...what a great idea to have a blog! It is so nice to see what you have been up to, since we never get much of a chance to visit. I hope you and your family are doing GREAT! Spreading Lisa's ashes must have been very emotional..I am glad you were all there. I miss you and will talk to you SOON! xo, JILL

sena_k said...

Hey Jill!

Glad you dropped by! You're right, we don't get to chat nearly enough. Spreading Lisa's ashes was emotional in that it's an act of finality, and an act of letting go.

I still expect her to come walking through my parents' door every time we're there.