Whit tagged me for this years ago, but I wasn’t reading anything fascinating at the time. Here’s my contribution long after anyone cares:
Down the Great Unknown by Edward Dolnick
pg. 123, 4th 5th and 6th sentences:
“The agency consisted of a couple of wooden huts and a handful of employees. But for Powell and his crew, who had not seen another human being since their departure from Green River Station a month before, it offered the promise of a link with the outside world. They could replenish their supplies, but that was the least of it.”
Oh, it is so so good. The true story of the first complete run through the Grand Canyon written by collecting all of the men’s journals. I love this kind of stuff. I’m also a big-time sucker for “based on a true story” movies. Love ’em.
People…we just drove in from Cleveland. We had a lovely, if quick, weekend with Rylie’s Great Grandma Betty. I got serious scoop on family and divorces and children running off to get married (mother!) and cousins and uncles I’ve never met…plus a few people I think she just threw in there for the fun of it. Gram was absolutely smitten with Rylie and thought for sure I should just leave her in Cleveland. I splurged for a hotel…for one night…a couple miles away so we could all sleep in peace, and good thing I did. Rylie slept 15 minutes (from 11pm to 11:15pm) and then was up the rest of the night. At 6:30am, Curt left for the pharmacy on the corner and I fed Ry a bottle of water to calm her down. At 6:32am, she threw up with the force of Old Faithful… water, formula, and perhaps some internal organs. It covered me, her, and some of the headboard behind us (sorry, Fairfield Inn). At 6:33am, naked and wrapped in a scratchy-but-dry hotel towel, she giggled and laughed and talked to the weatherman on tv and then promptly crashed to sleep beside me.
I am tired. I need a shower. Perhaps you can smell me from where you are sitting, yes?
AND and and, Jim (the anonymous ninja commentor from a couple posts ago) sent me a recipe for his mom’s white bread that I shall be making today. I’ll let you know how it goes. Dad, I may convert you to homemade goodness yet.