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Family obligations discharged.
21 Dec 2010 04:54 pmWe drove up to my mom's house in exciting Charles Town, WV, on Friday and got there around 10:30, so we talked for a few minutes then went to bed. Saturday morning, we ate some breakfast, then I subjected mom to the 600 pictures from Europe this spring. (And that's the edited version.)
After that, Ben and I went to the Udvar-Hazy Air and Space annex, out by Dulles. HOLY SHIT YOU GUISE. It's awesome. There's an observation tower where you can watch planes take off and land at Dulles, and they have the SR-71 Blackbird that set a speed record (LA to DC in 1 hour 4 minutes), a Messerschmidt, a Dornier Do "Pfeil", a Concorde, and the Enola Gay, as well as the instrument ring from a Saturn rocket, the Enterprise, various missiles, Mars rovers, and satellites. It's a giant fucking hangar full of airplanes, rockets, and memorabilia. I spent some time gawking at the Cold War-era planes, and the collection of early airplane (WW1/WW2) machine guns.
Seriously, it's awesome. It's almost cooler than the Mall building, and the Mall building has a MOON ROCK you can touch. The Mall building has more WW1 planes, including a Fokker, and a display about the Red Baron.
Saturday evening we dined at the fine establishment of Applebees, which has nothing without meat on the menu, unless you order pasta without it. Delightful.
Everything I wore while at my mom's house picked up the smell of stale cigarette, and as soon as I walked in, my eyes started to water and my nose stuffed up. The sheets & blankets had smoke traces in them, and when I tried to get warm, it just made me cough and choke. This is why I don't stay at her house. But, problematically, she doesn't leave her house, so if I want to see her, I have to go there. (She goes to work, but that's it. She won't drive by herself more than an hour, and not at all after dark, and definitely never on the interstate. smh)
Sunday, we went to my dad's brother's for a family dinner. There was food and beer and a 4-ish-year-old girl (my cousin's daughter), and American football on the teevee. After that, we went to my sister's, because she's a little closer to home and not a smoker. I put on the comfy shirt & sweats I'd worn at mom's, and 2 seconds later, my eyes started watering and my nose ran. I'm going to have to work out a different plan, because, even if she stopped smoking in the house, her furniture, carpets, and drywall are so full of smoke that it quite literally makes me ill.
After that, Ben and I went to the Udvar-Hazy Air and Space annex, out by Dulles. HOLY SHIT YOU GUISE. It's awesome. There's an observation tower where you can watch planes take off and land at Dulles, and they have the SR-71 Blackbird that set a speed record (LA to DC in 1 hour 4 minutes), a Messerschmidt, a Dornier Do "Pfeil", a Concorde, and the Enola Gay, as well as the instrument ring from a Saturn rocket, the Enterprise, various missiles, Mars rovers, and satellites. It's a giant fucking hangar full of airplanes, rockets, and memorabilia. I spent some time gawking at the Cold War-era planes, and the collection of early airplane (WW1/WW2) machine guns.
Seriously, it's awesome. It's almost cooler than the Mall building, and the Mall building has a MOON ROCK you can touch. The Mall building has more WW1 planes, including a Fokker, and a display about the Red Baron.
Saturday evening we dined at the fine establishment of Applebees, which has nothing without meat on the menu, unless you order pasta without it. Delightful.
Everything I wore while at my mom's house picked up the smell of stale cigarette, and as soon as I walked in, my eyes started to water and my nose stuffed up. The sheets & blankets had smoke traces in them, and when I tried to get warm, it just made me cough and choke. This is why I don't stay at her house. But, problematically, she doesn't leave her house, so if I want to see her, I have to go there. (She goes to work, but that's it. She won't drive by herself more than an hour, and not at all after dark, and definitely never on the interstate. smh)
Sunday, we went to my dad's brother's for a family dinner. There was food and beer and a 4-ish-year-old girl (my cousin's daughter), and American football on the teevee. After that, we went to my sister's, because she's a little closer to home and not a smoker. I put on the comfy shirt & sweats I'd worn at mom's, and 2 seconds later, my eyes started watering and my nose ran. I'm going to have to work out a different plan, because, even if she stopped smoking in the house, her furniture, carpets, and drywall are so full of smoke that it quite literally makes me ill.
