Hope yours is a good one
Hope yours is a good one
Pet and I tend to work strange hours, and that often leads to us planning on doing all kinds of things on Saturday, only to blow it all off in favor of sleep. It’s a frustrating habit that we’ve been trying to break. Last Saturday proved to be an exception.
We were awake by 7:30 in the morning, which is usually only obtainable by gunpoint, or by the needs of the job. But both of us were wide awake and ready to climb out of bed at that time. A few weeks prior I’d had the urge to go see Mount St. Helens, but Pet wasn’t into it. This weekend, I gave her a list of options: Mount St Helens, drive up the Gorge and see the waterfalls and Crown Point, the Mcloughlin House, or something else, but we had to get out and do something.
Pet chose Mount St Helens, and by 9:30 we were off and driving. It’s about a 2.5 hour drive, or about 130 miles, which is nothing for us to drive. We expected some delay in the drive, it was the weekend they closed the I5 in Vancouver, but traffic was light, and we made good time.
I always stay in on New Year’s, at least for the last few years I have. The reason for this is simple: I was mugged by a guy with a gun January 1, 2009. It is not an experience I wish to repeat.
Pet and I were hauling a load we’d never hauled before: Cole slaw for KFC. It went out of UT into Sacremento, and then down to somewhere else. It’s a tight load, you load out, haul ass to to California, and if you’re prudent with your time, you’re no more than an hour or two early.
We made good time, and ended up at the first delivery point an hour early, at 2 am. The place was dark, gates shut. Our information said it should be open when we got there. Pet’s sleeping in the back, and so I grab the paperwork and and my phone, and head over to see why everything is dark.
I’ve never been a huge fan of the “Most wonderful time of the year.” I think it largely has to do with the idea that everyone’s supposed to be kind and nice, and all you get are people who are angry, greedy, and willing to trample someone in WalMart to get that $30 television.
My family also has a problem with this time of the year being difficult. We’ve had some family drama go down a couple years in a row right before Christmas, and a family member died on Christmas about 10 years ago.
That’s not to say I don’t like some parts of the season. I love yo give gifts, and I try hard to make sure what I give people is something they’d like. And I think that I’ve found most of my Christmas items, finally.
So, parts 5 and 6 detailed the first 6 rooms in Chihuly’s Garden and Glass museum in Seattle, Washington, where my partner of 8 years, Pet, and I spent our 8th anniversary. I either have way too many photos to share, or I talk too much, because this wasn’t supposed to be 3 parts to detail the inside of the musuem. Oh well.
Part 1 – King Tutankhamun Exhibit at the Pacific Science Center
Part 2 – The rest of the exhibit
Part 3 – The Butterfly House at the Pacific Science Center
Part 4 – Lunch and Chief Seattle
Part 5 – Chuhuly Garden & Glass first 4 rooms
Part 6 – Mille Fiori & Float/Ikebana Boat rooms
In the last post, Pet and I had stumbled onto the Chihuly Garden and Glass museum in Seattle, and we being entranced by the beautiful blown glass art of Dale Chuhuly. We’d been through 4 of the 8 rooms in the inside gallery, and were being prepared to have our minds blown some more.
Miss a part of our anniversary vacation?
So, when I left off almost 2 months ago, Pet and I had just left the Seattle Glass Blowing Studio, and were headed back to the Pacific Science Center. Instead of going back to the Science Center, we went into a different building, thinking it was part of the Science Center.
There was a neat, modern glass building that I didn’t remember being there the last time we’d come to Seattle, which was 4 years earlier. We didn’t think much of it until we stepped inside. It didn’t look like the science museum, and all we initially saw was a ticket counter in front of us, and a gift shop to one side. So we went to the gift shop to ask what the museum was.
This one is short, I need some time to crop pictures and get a couple big posts going, so only 2 photos here.
After the museum, we wanted lunch, so we headed to a place my cousin and her boyfriend knew, called the 5 Point Cafe. The place is best described as a dive, and sadly I didn’t think to take a photo of it. Food was good though, I finally tried a Woodchuck hard cider, which wasn’t bad at all.
Okay, I’m falling behind on posting photos, so this is going to be a short one. I have a raging migraine at the moment.
If you missed Part 1 or Part 2, I detailed our visit to the Pacific Science Center to see the King Tutankhamun exhibit. It was a really neat exhibit, and once we got out, my cousin and her boyfriend mentioned they were hungry. So we made a quick stop by the insect exhibit before heading out. Unfortunately, my camera really shows it’s crapiness here, so I’ve picked a few least crappy photos.
My cousin hadn’t seen the nature exhibit, so we lost her and her boyfriend to the naked mole rats, and many creep crawly bugs. I was nursing a knee injury, so Pet and I sat in front of this. It’s a giant animitronic scorpion. It’s creepy, I’m not fond of bugs.