my husband and i have recently started bike riding again, we have both mountain/trail bikes and hybrid road bikes. a friend who is a much more active rider talked us into signing up for a 26 mile casual ride in downton san diego called Bike the Bay. to say we are unprepared for that ride coming up on us this weekend is probably a gross understatement.
we will be going anyway, hopefully with another few practice rides between now and then, but it is supposed to be a fun ride, not a race so i think it will be ok.
Learning that their mother’s Alzheimer’s is progressing and each at a crossroads in their own lives, they set off across Route 66 to visit their parents learning about each other and themselves as they go.
They further explore their family relationships after arriving home, neither knowing what the next step in their lives should be.
I really enjoyed this book, the places on Route 66 brought back memories for me as well as the idea of going home, my current home is in California but I grew up in the midwest. So I can imagine without much prompting a similar trip, I even have a sister a decade younger than I am.
Mom and Granny were busy with something and it was HOT outside. There was no pool to play in, the slip and slide had offered it last slide ages ago, and we just wanted to cool off a little. We found something that our young brains thought would work just fine. Put it on a slope, add a little water from the spigot by the garden and voila! A redneck waterslide!
Turns out it was NOT a good idea, the ugly scar on my knee reminds me nearly every day that corrugated tin sheets do not a good water slide make.