July 13, 2017
We came across this odd enclosure on one of our convenience store stops. Anyone want to guess what it’s for?
Edited to add: A few have you had some good guesses about this odd little room in the comments area; here is the answer.
The cashier told us it’s actually a space where the management will be adding lotto and slot machines. She wasn’t real thrilled about that, but was happy to fill us in on the answer to our curious question.
Steve thought it might be a cage to house husbands.
Once we finally let him out of his cage, something that made him extra happy was to discover that the store we were in sold popcorn. Steve has rarely let one day go by without the ingesting of some popcorn.
Since popcorn generally goes hand in hand with entertainment, Steve provided his own entertainment by holding his breath through the tunnels of West Virginia. His dad always held his breath when going through tunnels when Steve and his brothers were small, so Steve is carrying on the tradition.
After eleven hours on the road Monday, we finally made it to a hotel. Just so you know, all of that luggage is not Sarah’s; she got her belongings in just the polka-dotted bags which was quite the accomplishment for a ten day trip.)
We arrived in Wisconsin Tuesday evening and were given a warm Wisconsin-ite welcome. Debbie and Randy even gave up their own bedroom for Steve and I to stay in and Caleb gave up his bed for Sarah. Are they not the nicest family members?
One of our great joys in being here is getting to spend time with mom. I went with Debbie to go pick her up
yesterday . . .
and went with Sarah to drop her back off last night.
In the in between time, one of the things Mom and I did was to cut up apples and put them in the blender to whir themselves around and transform themselves into Jo Ann’s Famous Applesauce.
Although she is in quite a bit of pain in her back and hip, Mom enjoyed standing at the sink a few minutes and doing one of the many things she is so gifted at.
These lovely hands have changed many a diaper (including mine) and cooked tens of thousands of meals which nourished both the bodies and souls of the people she loves.
After the applesauce making experience was over, she went back to her favorite pastime which is reading. Our family comes by its love of words honestly.
Todays big activity consists of getting Nathan and Meagan and kids from the Milwaukee, which is two hours away. I am going to go by myself to get them because any additional people wouldn’t be able to fit along with them and their luggage.
Steve went out to the car in his pajamas this morning to do some cipherin’ to try to ascertain if everything would fit. (Note: the tape measure he is using used to belong to Randy’s late mom. I just love items that have history.)
Speaking of going out to cars, here is Randy and Debbie’s son, Caleb, in front of his new car. He drove Sarah to church last night where they were having Bratwursts and volleyball–a good summertime combination if there ever was one.
Caleb is Frontier Airline’s general station manager at the Madison airport and so it only makes sense that he has a coffee mug saying, “I love the smell of jet fuel in the morning.”
And speaking of family members, this is an excerpt from an email Debbie sent out to the family updating them on all the comings and goings of various family members.
The Senior Smiths–Steve/Beck–and one junior Smith–Sarah–arrived safely from NC Tuesday night. What a joy to have them here! Then the other Junior Smiths– Nathan/Meagan, and Smithettes–Noah/Madison–fly into Milwaukee tomorrow (Thursday) afternoon. We are so excited to see them and finally meet those sweet babies!
I thought she did a good job of sorting through the various levels of Smithdom and making me smile, all at the same time.
And now it’s time to go pick up those aforementioned Junior Smiths and Smithettes.
What about you? Did you grow up holding your breath going through tunnels? Do you still do it now or maybe have other family traditions?
Thrift stores, fuzzy socks
and conversing with my Yorkie
are all on the list of things I love.