~Or~
The G Family’s
Quest for the Sun™
I’m writing
this from the home of my favorite Sunday school teacher EVER, Pam B, in Nevada
City, California. It’s actually the last day of our week-long stay in the area,
which has bee filled with visits to and from family and friends we left behind
when we moved to Idaho four years ago. I’ll do my best to have pictures up
later this month—once we’ve gone back home and settled into our “normal”
routine. For now, enjoy the amazing story (which I’ve tried to keep as brief as
possible) of how God provided for this trip:
* * *
“I’m going—on an Adventure!”
It all started
when we suddenly realized that four of our five elderly relatives who live in
the Grass Valley/Nevada City area of California are in their nineties…and
having major health issues…and not getting any younger. We felt very strongly
that we ought to make an effort to go down and see them, since this may be the
last year we’ll have some of them. Plus we figured it’d be more fun for us to
visit Grandma and Grandpa this year, instead of vice-versa, considering they’re
not big on sightseeing at their ages anymore.
Then we were all three involved with the
musical that Mom’s piano student (we’ll call her “Amy”) wrote (with lots of help
and guidance from Mom and Mrs. J, her mother). On April 20th, we did
two performances because of the number of RSVPs and the smallness of the
church-building we performed it in, and the play was a big success—to God be
the glory!
A few days later, Mrs. J came by with a
thank-you card for Mom, Peter and me…with TEN “Uncle Bennys”* inside! Mr. and
Mrs. J wanted us to know how much they appreciated Mom’s help and al the extra
hours she put in, helping “Amy” with her first play…and how! We figured this was
a sign that God wanted us to go to California!
* “Uncle Benny”: A one-hundred-dollar bill. A nickname
for Benjamin Franklin, whose portrait is on the front of the bill.
~Tom’s Dictionary of Whacked-out Terms and Old Family Sayings
That same week (I think), we got a $300
check from some lawsuit against our former mortgage company—I guess they were
overcharging their customers, so the government or some higher-ups were suing
them and making them pay compensation…or something. In a nutshell, we found out
the check was legitimate, and the bank accepted it. The funny part is, Dad’s
name was on the check, and it said that both recipients had to sign it. *Holds
check Heavenward* “Here, Daddy, sign this!” LOL Once Mom explained how hard that would be, the people who issued the
check said that, if the bank wouldn’t accept it, they’d issue us a new one with
only Mom’s name on it. Wow! A Government organization that actually works with
the customer?! Club me with a feather. But as it turns out, since the check
didn’t have Mom “and” Dad’s names, they took it to mean Mom “or” Dad…and our
Vacation Fund was $300 fatter! We also got some money from the Grandparents and
Aunt Betty, so by God’s grace, we had the exact amount Peter figured we’d need
to make the trip, plus some extra. Awesome!
So, on Wednesday, June 26th, we
got up early, packed up the car and headed out on our strangely unreal
vacation. I actually wondered if I was just dreaming as we drove toward the
Washington border….
The distance from Post Falls, Idaho and
Nevada City, California takes about seventeen hours to drive, but we decided to
take three days and just relax and enjoy ourselves. I call this vacation our
Quest for the Sun™ because apparently, North Idaho didn’t get the memo that it’s
Summertime now, and we had a lot of clouds and rain and 60-degree weather right
up to the day we left. Ugh! So we figured it’d be sunnier and warmer in
California, wot? Once we hit Redding, it certainly was! 95 in the shade with
60% humidity—quite different from Idaho, to be sure! But it was simply lovely
to paddle about in the hotel pool! :-D
We got to the Grandparents’ house on
Friday, June 28th, around noonish and had some lunch with them and
Uncle Dave, who lives with them and helps them about the place. Oh yes, and
Dave’s dog, Bella. She was actually my late Aunt Donna’s dog, but she’s taken a
fancy to Grandpa in recent years. :-) After lunch, we headed over to Pam’s
house to spend some time with her and her husband Ty before they left on their
own two-week vacation, and as a result of my very nice talk with Pam, I now
have some goals for when we get home, which will hopefully help resolve some
issues in my life—mainly Learning to Drive (AAAAAHHHH!!!!!) and Project
Dollhouse™…but that’s another story. ;-)
It’s been a good time, overall. A bit more
of a treadmill than we figured on, but we got to see the main folks we wanted
to see…save Cousin Ray’s wife Alberta, who died back in March or April. (Ray is
Grandma’s cousin, BTW.) We’ve been alternating having supper here and at the
Grandparents’, playing Apples to Apples afterwards and having a barrel of fun.
Tonight, we’re scheduled to attend a
potluck at the P family’s place (nicknamed “Sherwood Hall” because we used to
call Peter’s friend Shawn “Robin Hood” in our late teens), mainly so Peter can
see his old friends Shawn, Matthew and Caleb…otherwise known as Robin Hood,
Little John and the Random Yeoman, respectively (Bro was Will Scarlet).
That’s all I
have time to write at the moment; I’m in charge of getting things ready to be
packed up for the second leg of our Adventure—namely, four days in Mendocino
with Aunt Betty and Cousin Brenda. OCEAN!!!! Hehe. So I’ll write more when/if I
have time and try to get those pix up…probably late July or early August.
Until next
time, Gentle Readers,
God bless,
~“Tom”~
Oh, have fun! I've been thinking of you often... Summer's always a busy time, and there's so much to talk about!
ReplyDeleteCan't wait to catch up when you get back. It sounds like you're all having an amazing time:)
xoxo,
--Kellie