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Up, Up, and Away!

The Mr’s parents, Coupon Queen and Grand Pooba, have been retired for a while now.

Like many retired couples, they like to go on vacation.

They especially enjoy taking such trips with the rest of the family.

Hence, it was no surprise when, some time ago, they hatched plans for a new adventure.

The main challenge was scheduling the adventure.

They had to find a time that suited the kids’ various school schedules.  Chicky is taking two online college courses this summer, and she has weekly assignments, tests, and quizzes.

They also took into account my EPI schedule.

Originally, they wanted to go adventuring during the first week of June; however, I would have had to miss my last Saturday class, and that would have been bad.

As such, they waited a month until I had finished.

On June 30th, the entire family, including Super Sis, Super D, Music Man, and Dr. J (aka, my sister, the Mr’s brother [who are married to each other…yes, sisters married brothers], and their children…my nephews) drove to Podunk, USA (where I live) to catch a flight out the next day.

Guy Friend, Dancing Girl, and Dancing Girl’s dad drove us to the airport.

Now, consider something.

There were ten people in our group.

That’s a lot of suitcases!!

We flew out using Southwest, which has a weight limit of 50 pounds on suitcases.  Travelers get charged extra fees for bags that go over the weight limit.  My suitcase was the heaviest at 43 pounds.

Must have been all of the knitting projects I was taking.  😉

Southwest has a strange seating policy.

What you have to do is 24 hours before your flight takes off, you go online and get your seating number.  When loading planes with passengers, Southwest calls for group A first.  People get numbered 1-60.  Then, they move to group B, and then to group C.

Our numbering started in the high A’s and went into the low B’s.

When you get on board, you pick your seat…first come first serve.

Can you imagine trying to get ten seats together?

It actually wasn’t too difficult, but I watched as couples and families in later groups got separated.

This was the only thing I didn’t like about Southwest.

The crew was amazing…very customer service oriented.  The flight attendants made the trips fun.  And let me tell you…this was important because we had to catch two connecting flights…one in Nashville, and the second one in Chicago.

The weather was perfect for flying…

Southwest allows passengers to take one carry-on bag and one personal bag.  Naturally, my carry-on was my knitting bag.  I had stuffed it with knitting projects and books.

Well, it didn’t take long for me to pull out my newest project…

Our flight to Nashville was short…just over an hour.  We really only had time to walk to the gate of our connecting flight and jump on.  The trip to Chicago was another short one, although the last ten minutes were very bumpy because of the wind.  We ate lunch at the airport in Chicago and then took off for our final destination.

I knit…

The weather continued to cooperate nicely…

Super Sis and I played cards…

We call the game “500,” but it’s really Rummy.  We played it often when we were growing up, so we can be very competitive.

As you can tell from the score sheet above, I beat her soundly.

After the game, I visited the restroom.  When I got back and pulled out my camera for something, I discovered that Super Sis had taken the following picture…

Apparently, she was not pleased with the score.  😀

As we flew on and on, the scenery changed…

Florida does not have mountains, people.

And then we saw this…

It looked like a mountain was just floating in the sky…it was enormous!!

The pilot provided us with the smoothest landing I’ve ever experienced on a flight, and we discovered that the temperature was quite noticeably cooler from that in Florida.

We were almost ready for the next part of our adventure.

However, first we had to catch a shuttle from the airport to our hotel.

That was an interesting experience.

The first shuttle…the one we had called for…picked up another group.

This did not sit well with the Mr’s parents.

Coupon Queen chased down the shuttle’s driver and gave him strict instructions to return straightaway to the airport and to only pick us up.

It gave us all a chuckle.

He returned, as promised, and we made it to our home away from home, where I pulled out a new pair of pajamas, saved just for the trip…

I had gotten the pants on sale at Old Navy and had purchased them with money that was left over on a gift card that Super Sis had given me for Christmas.

Thus ended the first day of our adventure.  We turned in early because we had a busy day ahead of us.

AuburnChick’s Newest Adventure

Take a look at the picture on the top of my blog.

It’s new.

Why?

Because Yours Truly just got home from another adventure.

For the next week or so, I’ll be writing about each day of my adventure.

I’d start today, but I’m recovering from all of the fun I had.

Plus, it’s going to take some time to upload the gagillion pictures I want to share with you.

I’ll give you a clue though…

My adventure included yarn and water.

:::AuburnChick whistles conspiratorially:::

(Facebook friends…don’t spoil the surprise!!)

Soccering It In Style

Whew!  It’s Monday, and I finally have a moment to catch my breath!

I rang in the new year by participating in a Knit-Along on KnittingHelp.com.  I probably should have gone to bed before midnight because I had a whirlwind of a couple of days afterward.

Chicky and I spent New Year’s evening attending the wedding of two very special people.  Mr. T has been an intern (and has been hired full-time as the middle school youth pastor) at our church.  His fiancee worked at the church last summer, so we got to know her really well.  What a joy to attend their wedding.

We stayed for part of the reception and then headed out-of-town.  Chicky’s team was participating in Disney’s Soccer Showcase…a very important tournament for players who want to play soccer in college.  Many, many college coaches attend this event.

Chicky’s team had won its first two games, so we were eager to join them.  We drove as far as Grand Pooba and Coupon Queen’s house before hunkering down for the night.  After only six hours of sleep, we rose again to head out.

Ugh.  Driving in the dark should be against the law.  There is absolutely no reason to be out on the road at 5:30 in the morning when warm beds await at home.

I did good until about 45 minutes away from Orlando.  Chicky insisted that I stop at one of the Turnpike’s plazas where we got some fresh air (nice and cool for Florida) and picked up a bottle of Coke.  She pointed out the Mt. Dew, but I refrained.  I had made myself a promise not to drink any more, and I also knew how easy I can fall off the wagon.  We justified the Coke because it was only for the caffeine.

The stop helped, and I felt refreshed and able to drive the rest of the way.

We had left so early that we were able to stop at the hotel where the team had been staying.

What a GORGEOUS hotel!!  We stayed at the Hyatt Place.  Oh my gosh!  The lobby was AMAZING, as were the rooms…

Luxurious, eh?

Fortunately, we weren’t able to check in until after her game because if I had seen those beds, I might have jumped into one and not come out in time for the game!!

Chicky and I went to her game, and she played well considering that she was exhausted and had just ridden in the car four and a half hours.  Her team won 5-0, I think, and we headed back to the hotel.

Chicky’s coach took the team to the Ale House for dinner, and the parents stayed behind.  I crawled into one of those fabulous beds and took a three and a half hour nap.  I was absolutely exhausted.  I woke when Chicky got back to the room after dinner.  After a leisurely dinner in the hotel lobby, I meandered back to my room, where I got another ten hours of sleep.

When the alarm went off on Sunday, I was more than rested and felt ready to take on the day.

Chicky and I headed back to the fields.  Her team had made it into the finals, and she was playing against a former teammate.

We won handedly and headed to the awards ceremony.

45 minutes later, we were back on the road, headed for home.

As I drove, I thought about the many times Chicky had played at Disney.  Her first go-round was when she was ten years old.  She was guesting with an older team, and they were playing in the Spring Break tournament.  Chicky didn’t see much playing time because she was so much smaller than the other players, but she had fun and got to experience victory.

The second time Chicky played at Disney was after we had moved to north Florida.  She and two other teammates guested with her former team from down south, and they won!  It was a sweet victory!

She’s played at several of Disney’s Christmas tournaments, but I’ve never gotten to attend…either because Rooster was sick or we needed to save $$ by me staying home.

That’s why it was important for me to attend this one.

Watching Chicky play a game using the talents God has given her brings an incredible  joy to my heart.

Dirty Business

If you’ve ever been a soccer parent, you know that this is a dirty game.

Atlanta has gotten a lot of rain in recent weeks, and it showed when we took the fields.

Observe…

Chicky’s socks…

Her teammate’s were even worse…

Sorry for the poor quality.  I took those with my camera phone.

My shoes took a muddy beating as well, but I managed to keep my socks dirt-free…

The good thing about this weekend is that it was Chicky’s last Premier League weekend.

What does this mean?

Well, the Florida Youth Soccer Association (FYSA) requires teams to participate in league play to qualify for State Cup (state playoffs in the Spring).

For the last five years, Chicky’s teams have participated in Premier League.  This league is comprised of teams from the Southeast, so it involves a LOT of travel in the Fall.  It’s been even more travel-intensive because the teams Chicky has played on during this time have been between two-and-a-half and four-and-a-half hours away.  That means “home base” has been in those cities.

On the way home, I couldn’t help feel a little nostalgic…and a little relieved too.

Fortunately, we had GORGEOUS weather to accompany us.  The sky was clear and the brightest blue you can imagine.

We passed many empty fields, but I spied a few filled with cotton…

Seeing the cotton reminded me of the times the kids played in a tournament that was located right beside a cotton field.  When you live in the country, that’s what you get.  Chicky has even played in revamped horse pastures before (we parked in makeshift, dirt-filled, hay-strewn “parking lots.”  You could hear the horses naying in the barns located across from the “parking lots.”

Um, yeah.

I also saw hay…all rolled up and ready for winter…

This is the last major traveling we’ll do for a while.  High school season has officially begun.  Practices commence this week, and the first game will be played in a couple of weeks.

I’m looking forward to the break in traveling but will miss the scenic views.

Time to Bring Out the Socks

Chicky and I are on the road again.

This weekend, we’re in Atlanta, which cannot go by the nickname “Hotlanta” cause it’s FREEZING!

When we left home (i.e. Florida) at 6:30am, it was 50 degrees.  My phone has a weather application, and I checked it as we traveled.

When we hit Dothan an hour and a half later, it was 47 degrees.  Say what?  Isn’t it supposed to warm up as the day progresses?

We hit Eufaula awhile later, and it was still hovering around 49 degrees.

Lovely.

We got out to eat in Columbus, Georgia, and the wind was blowing.  And it was COLD.  We didn’t dawdle.

We arrived in Atlanta around 1pm, and I’m telling you…it felt colder than an hour before.  Chicky lives for cool weather, but she commented that while yesterday’s weather was nice (the temperature was just starting to fall), today was plain old cold.

Brrr…

Now, let’s talk about the hotel.

It’s the Courtyard Marriot in East Point, GA (Atlanta Airport West), and it’s FABULOUS!  Oh my gosh!  When we walked into our room, here’s what we saw…

The little details, such as plants, lighting, and TV/desk areas change a hotel room from passable to uber-comfy…

A nice bathroom is bonus…

Look at the shower!  I LOVE the little seat area.  It’s great for setting your shampoo bottles on!

Before we headed out to the field, we saw that we had time to relax, so I kicked off my shoes.

Notice anything?

Yep…a hand-knit pair of sock…of course…

These are the Hawaiian Leis Socks I finished in February.  I blogged about the details here.

The little bit of lace makes the socks just a little thicker than your ordinary vanilla pattern socks, adding a warmth that I wanted for today.  The yarn is super-soft.

When people see me knitting socks, they usually say one of two things:

1)  Why are you making socks, when you could buy them cheaper?  Well, because this way they fit ME perfectly, and they are much nicer than regular socks.  Plus, they are different from any you can buy.

2)  Do you really think you’re going to use all the socks you make?  You live in Florida.  Um, we get cold in Florida too.  In fact, Floridians get cold when the temperature drops to 75 degrees.

For tomorrow, I’ll be wearing my Pippi Longstockings socks.

Good thing too.  We have to be at the soccer field at 8am.  Brrr…

I’m ready for Spring.

Photos From the Road

After nearly 20 hours in the car, Chicky and I are home.

Her team lost its first game and won its second.

The drive home seemed so much longer than the one going up.  But, once again it was a lovely day.

We started early…8am at the fields…

The temperature was much more pleasant than the day before, when we had sweat rolling down our chests under our shirts.  Yuck!

After the game, we hightailed it out of there, carefully making our way across four state lines.  Of course, we encountered road construction in several areas…

I was mindful of the speed limits.  Although embarrassed to be going so slow, I set the cruise control and was rewarded when I didn’t have to hit the brakes when I spotted a police car lying in wait beside the road.

I didn’t let the construction dampen my mood.  Although the drive was sooooo long, and I was soooooo ready to be out of the car after the first hour, I found myself thinking back to my youth as I traveled through each state…

South Carolina

South Carolina

Georgia - Hotlanta

Georgia - Hotlanta

Alabama

Alabama

I have more pictures from Alabama than the other states.  You see, I’m a little partial to this state…especially the part we drove through, having grown up in this neck of the woods…

Lake Eufaula

Lake Eufaula

Eufaula is a pretty town…the kind you picture when you think of the South.  It has a number of historic homes that grace a beautiful tree-lined road…

Driving under these branches reminds me of my childhood, when my sister and I rode in the back of the pickup truck as my mom and step-dad drove along back roads to get to this or that store.

The next picture is the very famous Shorter Mansion.  It is very similar in style to the house I grew up in…

Shorter Mansion - Eufaula, Alabama

Shorter Mansion - Eufaula, Alabama

The next picture is a stretch of road that runs between Eufaula and Dothan.  The green fields induce such a sense of peace within my soul.

Growing up in the country could be frustrating…especially when I wanted to go shopping and had to drive an hour or more for a decent store…but the open spaces gave me a sense of freedom.

I don’t know how to explain it, but it’s almost like you can really breathe when you’re out in the open.  Maybe it’s just being so close to nature…the landscape unmarred by the presence of massive amounts of buildings or subdivisions.  When you drive this stretch of road, you can actually see cows grazing in the fields.  These are scenes that I never tire of…

As I drove this stretch of road, I listened to “soft rock” and remembered the life of a classmate, who I just learned died unexpectedly from a heart attack…at the age of 39.

I remembered how he and one of my best friends (his girlfriend) walked around school with their arms around each other…ALL THE TIME.  Such innocence.  They dated for a long time but must have broken up some time after I graduated (they were a year behind me).

Such a sad story…that one…

Sigh…

Finally, I crossed the border into Florida…

Florida

Florida

We still had a ways to go, but I knew that we were done state-hopping.  For this weekend anyway.

We’ll be repeating this trip in a few short weeks.  It will be interesting to see how the colors change.

A Scenic Drive

You know me…I always have my camera with me…ready to photograph whatever strikes my fancy.

Such was the case today as I drove to Rooster’s last high school soccer game for the season.

I am very fortunate to live within 15 minutes of the beach.  There are lots of waterways that require travel across bridges.  The view from the bridges is to die for.

I grabbed my camera and started taking pictures…never removing my eyes from the road.  I just started clicking, hoping that some of them would come out okay.

Excuse the dirty windshield

Excuse the dirty windshield

Random Man

Random Man

I love the sand dunes!

I love the sand dunes!

I also wanted to pat myself on the back.  The drive was an hour and a half…during which I passed not one, but two yarn stores!  Did I stop?  No way, Jose.  Of course, had I not just been to that fabulous store in New Orleans, I might have been tempted.

Have Presents – Will Travel

Although the pictures are dated 12/23, the camera setting is wrong.  I actually took these pictures today (12/24).

Rooster woke up with a raging fever…day #3 of the virus…

I wasn’t sure if we would be leaving today.  Instead, I begged the doctor’s office to see him, and they kindly obliged.  The good news is that Rooster does not have bronchitis.  However, the doctor was concerned that the fever is still here after three days.  He recommended staying home another day to make sure it’s not going to turn into pneumonia.  The family revolted.  No way did they want to miss Christmas with family.

So, I took the Z-Pac prescription, a “just-in case” measure, tucked it into my purse, and crawled into the car.  We’re currently en route to a location known by me and those who know me personally.  The agreement is that if Rooster gets drastically worse, Mr. AuburnChick will drive us home.

As you spend time with family, I pray that you will focus on the Child Who was born 2,000+ years ago.  I know that finances are tough for many right now (including me), and that many have family issues to deal with.  However, God has a plan for every person.  That plan included sending His own son, in the form of mankind, to this earth.

Merry Christmas!

AuburnChick Succumbs to Temptation

BRIEF INTERRUPTION…

Littlest Chick will henceforth be referred to as Rockin Rooster. Thanks, Megan, from the Stitch-It Ravelry forum, for this suggestion! We mulled over each idea very carefully and decided that this name fit the bill nicely, being something he will not outgrow as he ages.

AND NOW, BACK TO YOUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED PROGRAM…

AuburnChick has hit the road again. Soccer Chick’s team is playing in a national tournament in Virginia Beach, so we loaded up the car and headed out Thursday afternoon.

Packing for this almost week-long, 13-hour each way trip proved challenging. As fellow knitters, I’m sure you can identify with the following scene.

I arrived home from taking the kids to youth group and decided to get busy preparing for the trip. What’s the first thing a knitter packs when going on a trip? Clothes? Um, no. Toiletries? Wrong-o. Of course, it’s the knitting that goes into the bag first. Clothes and other stuff go in last, and if there’s no room, my motto is that you buy them when you get to your destination.

I currently have three works in progress. This is way more than the one I usually have, but into the bag they went, along with all possibly-needed accessories and patterns.

Next, I decided to pack yarn and needles for the charity blankets I hope to cast on this week. I don’t think I’ve mentioned this before, but I am heading up the West Coast Oddball Baby Blanket project that’s based over on KnittingHelp.com. You’ve seen the other blankets I’ve worked on. Well, wonderful Shandeh, brave leader of the entire project, decided to split the country into regions to make the project more manageable. I was asked to coordinate one region. I’m very excited about this. I created a blog for the project, found here. My region covers the states of California, Colorado, Idaho, Montana, Nevada, Oregon, Utah, Washington, Wyoming, and Hawaii. If you live in one of these states and want to participate, please let me know. We have a thread going over on Ravelry in case you’re not on KH, so you can stay connected there as well. Or, you don’t have to be a part of either site. Just drop me a line, and I’ll explain how the project works. It’s a fabulous way to use your talents to benefit others…without having to make a humongous time commitment to knit an entire blanket.

Within 30 minutes, I had filled up two bags with knitting supplies. My family was not amused that half of our trunk is devoted to my hobby addiction.

Now, being the techie that I am, I also cannot leave home without my gadets. Enter in my laptop, with its 17″ screen (aka a LARGE computer bag), and my new camera.

Oh, I didn’t tell you about that yet? Well, remember that my old camera was kicking the bucket. It finally quit sputtering and completely died. I just cannot be without a camera. My blog requires the frequent posting of pictures, plus I want to capture every drop of sweat that Soccer Chick works up on the field.

After much inquiring and research, I finally went to Best Buy, where I totally disregarded everything I had previously read and fell into the tech trap that frequently engulfs me the moment I step foot into that place. To be fair, I passed by the $899 cameras. There’s a line I won’t cross, and that was it. Stepping over to the cheaper aisle, I was quickly overwhelmed by all of the shiny gadgets. I was like a kid in a candy store…I wanted everything!

Timing is everything. At that very moment, Mr. Young Salesman appeared at my elbow.

“Hello, you look like you’re confused and thus willing to spend an exorbitant amount of money right now. Allow me to lead you down the path to debt.”

Yeah, that was me alright. And boy did he lead me astray. It was almost like he had chocolate in his pocket, and my sniffers knew that and followed blindly behind him.

Sure, I’ll take that expensive camera that happens to be on sale this week (of course).

4gb memory card, that’s also on sale this week? Of course. Why not. I’m gullible today.

Extra warranty? In case I drop my camera in the toilet? Sure thing! You go boy. Ring it up!

To my credit, I bought the generic camera bag.

I walked out of there the proud new owner of a Nikon Coolpix P80. It’s got 10.1 megapixels and 18x optical zoom. No longer will I have to wait until the second half of the game when Soccer Chick is on my side of the field. I can photograph ever hair of her unshaven leg from across the park, if I want. I’m sure she’ll appreciate this comment, but since she doesn’t read my blog (thinks it’s stupid, but what does she know), who cares.

Here are a few of the pictures I’ve taken so far…

My Leaf Lace Scarf

A Little Slip of a Thing

Pele (Soccer Chick’s dog)…

Molly…

Aubie…

This is Ziggy, Soccer Chick’s teammate’s dog…

I plan on posting more pictures from Virginia. I can’t wait! The scenery is beautiful up there, which should give me ample opportunity to play with my new toy.