The Progeny
Le Voyage: Una Vista General
What can I say? It just seemed more exotic than, "The Trip: An Overview."
Anyway, a few glimpses of our week away from Iowa might be in order.
Loren drove the whole way: down, back up and everywhere in between. After three years of putting up with my driving, he is safely back behind the wheel, and I am free to do my crosswords again. Of course, I could have propped them on the steering wheel, I simply chose not too. I did, however, become rather adept at removing hot curlers from my hair while driving, (on the way to church) as well as slurping diet Cherry Cokes. But a short haircut has negated the need for curlers, and Loren's driving has lessened my need for caffeine. All in all, I think the family's pretty happy.
Our stopovers in Tulsa and Dallas were fairly cool, weather wise, but we had warm fellowship with Elizabeth and her boys. Andrew and Samuel were good enough to squeeze into a room together and allow three of our boys to sprawl on the floor. Samuel had to get up early to go to school in the morning, and Jason kindly facilitated this endeavor by rolling over and falling asleep in front of the door.
The girls slept just fine in the living room, and everyone's nighttime routine was made more memorable by Aunt Elizabeth relating her hair-raising experience with a mountain lion visiting their house. NO ONE tells a story quite as well as Elizabeth :-)And, she makes a mean BBQ brisket.
Jack, the dog, was alive and well on our return six days later, despite an unwitting attempt at chocolate poisoning by a five-year-old, who shall remain nameless. Aunt Elizabeth retold the mountain lion story for any who had missed it the first time.
We stopped in a southwest suburb of Dallas for our second overnight. I met Thainamu over the Internet/blog scene, and boy am I glad! Her real name is Linda Simons, and she and husband Gary are missionaries who work in the International Linguistics Center, a five minute walk from their home. Gary is the fellow instrumental in putting together the Ethnologue. Here is a picture of most of us, along with Martha and Kenny Martins. Martha and her husband also work at the center (he was off to Indonesia for several weeks of linguistics work) and Kenny graduated from LeTourneau a few years ago and works in Dallas.
We had a great time at their house, and were privileged to tour the Linguistics center as well as the Wycliff museum. I think we could have spent a week or two just sitting around talking, but Linda's great fahitas and a short concert by Gary on his hammered dulcimer will have to do, in addition to what was already mentioned.
From Dallas, it was over to Tyler, to stay with the Baneks, Loren's sister, Nelda and her husband, Walter, and family. This brought about a hallowed moment: my first experience with a Mac laptop. Actually, it was my first experience with a Mac. And, in truth, my first introduction to a laptop. One or the other would have been enough, but the two materials combined to form an entity whose visage I am still recovering from.
*shudders involuntarily*
When you make a computer small enough to become lost, you have simply found another way to make my life difficult. One day, they will be the size of Lego's. And then who will be on the floor searching for their life? Not me!
More trip news to come, later.We are having Ardith's birthday celebration this evening. She actually turned 22 back on April 28, but we decided to wait for the big gala when we could all be together as a family.
*checks wall clock*
I see there is still time to dig through the "birthday box" for a few lumps of coal.... Tweet
Anyway, a few glimpses of our week away from Iowa might be in order.
Loren drove the whole way: down, back up and everywhere in between. After three years of putting up with my driving, he is safely back behind the wheel, and I am free to do my crosswords again. Of course, I could have propped them on the steering wheel, I simply chose not too. I did, however, become rather adept at removing hot curlers from my hair while driving, (on the way to church) as well as slurping diet Cherry Cokes. But a short haircut has negated the need for curlers, and Loren's driving has lessened my need for caffeine. All in all, I think the family's pretty happy.
Our stopovers in Tulsa and Dallas were fairly cool, weather wise, but we had warm fellowship with Elizabeth and her boys. Andrew and Samuel were good enough to squeeze into a room together and allow three of our boys to sprawl on the floor. Samuel had to get up early to go to school in the morning, and Jason kindly facilitated this endeavor by rolling over and falling asleep in front of the door.
The girls slept just fine in the living room, and everyone's nighttime routine was made more memorable by Aunt Elizabeth relating her hair-raising experience with a mountain lion visiting their house. NO ONE tells a story quite as well as Elizabeth :-)And, she makes a mean BBQ brisket.
Jack, the dog, was alive and well on our return six days later, despite an unwitting attempt at chocolate poisoning by a five-year-old, who shall remain nameless. Aunt Elizabeth retold the mountain lion story for any who had missed it the first time.
We stopped in a southwest suburb of Dallas for our second overnight. I met Thainamu over the Internet/blog scene, and boy am I glad! Her real name is Linda Simons, and she and husband Gary are missionaries who work in the International Linguistics Center, a five minute walk from their home. Gary is the fellow instrumental in putting together the Ethnologue. Here is a picture of most of us, along with Martha and Kenny Martins. Martha and her husband also work at the center (he was off to Indonesia for several weeks of linguistics work) and Kenny graduated from LeTourneau a few years ago and works in Dallas.
We had a great time at their house, and were privileged to tour the Linguistics center as well as the Wycliff museum. I think we could have spent a week or two just sitting around talking, but Linda's great fahitas and a short concert by Gary on his hammered dulcimer will have to do, in addition to what was already mentioned.
From Dallas, it was over to Tyler, to stay with the Baneks, Loren's sister, Nelda and her husband, Walter, and family. This brought about a hallowed moment: my first experience with a Mac laptop. Actually, it was my first experience with a Mac. And, in truth, my first introduction to a laptop. One or the other would have been enough, but the two materials combined to form an entity whose visage I am still recovering from.
*shudders involuntarily*
When you make a computer small enough to become lost, you have simply found another way to make my life difficult. One day, they will be the size of Lego's. And then who will be on the floor searching for their life? Not me!
More trip news to come, later.We are having Ardith's birthday celebration this evening. She actually turned 22 back on April 28, but we decided to wait for the big gala when we could all be together as a family.
*checks wall clock*
I see there is still time to dig through the "birthday box" for a few lumps of coal.... Tweet
posted by Ma Hoyt | 4:58 PM
3 Comments:
Hello..
I checked the site you referenced, and what a wonderful photo of all of you. Loren looks fantastic! WOW...not the quiet, sick man I met at GOL in Rochester. PTL for his good health. Glad that you had a safe trip and are back home now. Somehow your own bed feels better than any other!
HUGS from Alabama!
Shirley
Laptops are okay, but any mac is bad. VERY, VERY bad. I will take linux or I dare say windows any day over a mac. Windows wise, laptops are like desktops that are portable. i will have to get you hooked on laptops some time.
Shirley, Hi :-)
You must email me to let us know how Roger is doing. You are right, Loren is a different guy. We have MUCH to be thankful for. And yes, there is no bed like home.
Mechcanoer,
When they get a laptop that fits in my purse (which is moderately large), AND it costs less than 50 dollars, then I'll think about it :-)
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