Twelve hours from now we will be back into a new school year – which means that summer is over, before my birthday, and that is just strange.  This summer has been chuck full of blips of vacations and here is where I will try and remember what the hell just happened.

Seattle / Anacortes – The most visceral moment was on a neighborhood beach where I realized just how many carcass crab limbs were around me.  I also enjoyed finally meeting one of Dave’s favorite people after almost 13 years of knowing Dave.  Then there was Seattle City Center and our beautiful hotel which was amazing.  Oh, in a near tie for most visceral moment was cresting a hill in Seattle and having the same chest sensation as every one of my “falling” dreams (roller coaster parking lots are my specialty).

New York – Hedwig (as played by Darren Criss) was amazing.  Running in Central Park was awesome.  Lunch was adequate.  It was a lovely weekend that I needed a lot.  I LOVED getting shoulder checked by some native and just glaring.  It was so good.

Grandma Camp Drop-off – Jeff want to fly unaccompanied minor next year and stay for two weeks, neither of which would surprise me at all.  We got to go to the carnival of my youth with a longtime friend of his, I got to see a longtime favorite of mine in passing and I realized how tiny my town is as I ran every street to get my miles in.  Also, it could use a coat of paint.  Riding in a Tesla was cool, but something I won’t pay for again.  Still deeply grateful and thrilled that Jeff’s friends from LLY were there for him this summer.

Grandma Camp Pick-Up – More running all the streets.  Less time to visit, and the only bit of time I got in Illinois this summer (which was hard for me).  I did see Grammy though, and that makes my world better.

Seeing Samantha – Ok, so that wasn’t really a trip but after not seeing my niece for a long time I got to see her again, along with her new-ish husband.  Although she seemed weary from the month of travel – it was good to see her again.

Cub Scout Camp – We were adopted by people who knew what they were doing and I am so grateful for that.  Also – fucking hell Georgia is hot in July.  Like icky hot.  Also, I am not meant for camping.  Still, Jeff now can use a knife at cub scout things and we both learned a lot.  I did not drink the Kool-aid but I do know where they sell it.

Nephew Visit – The third nephew / niece was able to visit this summer (after being gracious about me putting him off last summer).  A quick overnight to Chattanooga, listening to a Civil War Battlefield park ranger, eating at his first Waffle House.  We made sugar lemons (those two ingredients put together) and that made quite an impression on him.  After wondering for years if they were curious about Uncle John (they were all young when he died) I had kind of stopped wondering if they would ever ask for stories.  I didn’t rehearse them in my head like I had on other trips.  He asked.  It felt good.

Mom in town for Georgia Camp – mom came in to help fill the camp gap here in the home stretch.  It is so good to have her around and Jeff absolutely loves it.  Best part was a 48 hour trip to Tybee Island where mom saw the ocean for the first time. Her adventure spirit is frankly kind of tickling me a bit.

I’m tired and fried.  Dave wishes I was home – ever.  All of these things intertwined between work and runs.  It has been crazy – but it was mine.