Monday, August 18, 2008

Truth and reconciliation

Our so called leaders speak.
Too hot lately. We took an opportunity to head to the West Side, for a short excursion. North Bend, and all the shops there, was our first stop. I guess the kids needed clothes. Cardboard boxes and burlap sacks were not holding up, or something. Clothes! I'm gonna be real popular when they are in Jr High- till they are out of the house.
Stopped off at a friend of Sarah's, Heidi and Darren Dishneau, who live in Snoqualmie Ridge. The place is amazing to us, because this was all forest until 10yrs ago. And it has only grown since. There is a lot of "planned community" going on. That is good in many ways, still, it creates a cookie cutter atmosphere, and a forced small town feel. It is more nice than Gig Harbor -where they have been fighting development, yet sell to developers all the time. Who doesn't know about this type of scenario? -Get with me afterward and we can talk. The Dishneau's have a 3mo old boy, Mattias, and it was nice to visit with the twins. Plus Darren loves/plays hockey, so where is the question?
We stayed in Bellevue, just off lake Samamish, with Rebekah and Johanna. HOT HOT HOT! Good thing the west side doesn't usually get hot or they would have had air conditioning. The kids enjoy visiting their aunties, even though the kids like to play wild, and their aunties are adults who live in an "adult" apartment. In the middle of the night, we were launched from our beds by a loud CRACK! The only thing it could have been was lightning, but thunder usually booms, not crack. It is always nice to be with a spouse in those moments, as the one is supposed to have all the answers, energy to investigate, while performing "human shield" role. awesome. The kids seemed to sleep through it, as we heard nothing of the loud noise from them. Thunderstorm brought no apparent cooling affects by the way.
A brunch of sorts at PF Chang's in Belle Square was in order. Downtown Bellevue is not what it was. All I can say is wow, and a little above my pay grade (or have I grown too "Ephrata"?)
On the way home, North Bend is on the way, so we had to stop again for anything we might have missed on Saturday.
I could not help but feel sorry for the people west bound I-90. It seems every weekend is a reason to head over the pass. Even the Army, in their Strikers, were on the road (I'm sure they helped things run smooth). From Ellensburg
to Keechelus, it was stop and go for them.
I marveled at the windmills that have been erected near Vantage. We have dams, windmills, nuclear power plants.....
And by the time we were off I-90 and on hwy 283, the kids were bouncing off the walls.

2 comments:

Halsted Fam said...

You are running out of spaceship names. You are gonna have to read the books for new material.

Daniel said...

I imagine it's about as fun as getting woken up in the middle of the night to the house alarm. Poor form to assume it's a false alarm. A shoe or flashlight is a must.

I know t-storms. Not sure which is worse, the "crack" or the WX radio alarm all night long.