We're headed west again. This blog will share our excitement and tears as we transition from Boulder, Colorado to Orange County, California.
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I hope every single person reading this has a friend this great. She's using her blog to help me raise money for my Avon Walk. Rock on. And thanks -- to all who have supported me, and to the ever-wonderful Lynsey.
We had an exciting day here in Boulder yesterday. Just a two miles from our house a wildfire burned 1400 acres and seven "structures." It started when 80 mph winds blew down power lines. You could see the smoke for miles, smell it too. An entire side of a mountain appeared to glow orange -- we could see it from the end of our street. It's a mountain very close to our house, one we drive on regularly, and one we hiked on just the weekend before with a visiting grandma. More than 11,000 homes were evacuated along with a lot of livestock. Mostly horses, but I saw a photo of a llama. They brought all the four-legged evacuees to the Boulder County Fairgrounds, which struck me as brilliant, but of course must have been part of the county's standing emergency plan. The Red Cross set up a shelter at a local high school, but in a statistic that illustrates Boulder's wealth, most found friends or hotels: of those 11,000 households, only 75 people spent the night at the sh...
Start with one fledging parental friendship. Add a dozen or more kids of all ages between five months and seven years or so. Add one face painter, who turns into a balloon animal-maker when the painting is done. Add one inflatable bouncer. Mix together and let rise for a couple hours while grown-ups enjoy beer, and then add one safari-animal-themed birthday cake. It's a recipe for sure-fire Saturday afternoon fun -- who cares that M+O didn't know the newly-four-year-old birthday boy until we arrived at his house! M with a dolphin. O with a bat. Her other cheek is a butterfly.
We just returned from Disney World. I will admit that I went (somewhat) reluctantly. Grandma was persistent, and I knew the kids would adore it; we agreed to a short trip. And so, with fond memories of a childhood visit tucked in my back pocket and decades of snobby backlash against the evil mouse on my sleeve, we arrived in Orlando. I have been converted. Disney is all about having fun, kids, imagination, and happy endings -- what's wrong with that? They aren't pretending to be real, in fact they make a show of being magical. They entertain, and they do it well. They keep grandmas smiling as easily as five-year-olds. It's quite an impressive accomplishment, really. We spent two nights and one day in Disney World, and that was enough. We stayed on the grounds of the resort, which is so expansive it may be bigger than Boulder. Disney has four levels of accommodations: economy, moderate, luxury, and super-mega-expensive. We stayed at a moderate place, and it was perfect. We h...
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