So, on Monday I turn 30. I’m hoping to be heavily sedated in a massage, so I won’t even notice it! Brad has arranged to whisk me away to Traverse City for 5 days in the luxerous Grand Traverse Bay Resort. It should be lots of fun, as I have been wanting to go up there with him for some time now. The wine tasting alone will be enough to keep us busy! There’s actually quite a bit to do up there, so I think it’ll be a great retreat for the both of us. Brad has arranged for his parents to have Clare while we are away, so I am sure she will have loads of fun with them.
In other news, the holidays are over….thank god! I love the holidays….I just hate traveling during them. It seems as if in this town everyone’s driving IQ goes down about 50 points when the holidays hit and you have to drive anywhere. They drift around the streets as if there’s nobody on them, but themselves. And to top it off last week we had a presidential funeral in town a week later….knock another 25 IQ points off for that day too! It was actually kinda interesting to be in town that day….although because the processional was 1 block from my house, it was a bit tricky driving around that afternoon. People were out, lining the streets, flags, signs (I don’t think the dead body can read thank you signs, but the thought was nice), and signing patriotic songs. It was a little eerie with the Military Police everywhere, it felt as if they were watching you! We didn’t head downtown to wait 8 hours in line to walk past a flag draped casket….come on, I know he’s dead, a past president….but it’s just a flag on top of some wood with a dead guy in it! In my morbid curiosity though, I did take a walk after dropping Clare off at school to go watch the funeral procession drive by. I took a few pictures, it was a little wierd….but in the end I figure that I can say I was there. Come on, how many people in this country can say that they’ve lived in a town and seen a presidential funeral….okay so probably a few as we’ve had a few presidents die, but in the little town of Grand Rapids it was a site. Of course it cost us! $289,000 to be exact….the cost to us tax paying citizens of GR. And to top it off, most of it was overtime! I wish I could make that much in overtime. It was quite a site to see all the black helicopters in the air circling making sure all of our fine citizens didn’t shoot anyone…..would have been funny though to see someone attack Chenney. I think this Spring when things die down though, we may make a trek downtown to the museum http://http://www.ford.utexas.edu/museum/aboutmus.asp to see the burrial spot. Anyway, I think that’s it from me. Time to pack!
