Avi’s Birthday





It was a weekend that was at once both wonderful and terrible. Aviendha turned three on Friday.

I was up until almost two am on Saturday, unable to sleep because of all that is going on with her. There are still times when this all feels like a dream, out someone else’s life.

Princess Avi had a wonderful birthday weekend that included not one, but two parties (a function of our situation).

We have raised an amazing little girl.


Avi Tubing

We took off faster than she was ready for, and I think it scared her. But as soon as we stopped, she asked to go again.

Virginia is for Lovers

Danielle and I took an awesome six-day trip to Southern Virginia last week. The original plan was to drive stright down. We Googled “water-front camping virginia” and decided to go with North Landing Beach campground which is about 45 minutes south of Viginia Beach.

It would have taken us about 11 hours to get there driving straight down. But somewhere around Williamsport Penn, it dawned on me that Johan Santana was pitching for the Mets in D.C. at 7pm, and that if we stopped in Gettysburg (something I haven’t done in 15 years) we could be in D.C. in time for Batting Practice. When Danielle woke up (she worked through the night the night before) I asked her what she thought of my new plan, and she loved it.

Gettysburg is exactly as I had remembered it. Standing on Cemetery Ridge overlooking the long field where the outcome of the Civil War was decided is a truly unique experience.

The Mets didn’t win, but the game was great and the tickets were $10, which was awesome.

The campground was beautiful, ten steps out of our tent, through the sand, and my feet were in Currituck Sound, the nothern tip of the inside of Cape Hatteras.

Next year it is back to Cape Cod, but it was great experiencing something new.

Deathly Hallows

Cannot put into words how excited this trailer makes me.

Danielle and I listened to “Hallows” down and back from Virgina (more on this later), there really is nothing like listening to the book while driving. The trip home flew by as I wiped tears out of my eyes.

I continue to feel strongly that this series is timeless. A belief that was only reinforced by our recent viewing of “Twighlight-New Moon”, perhaps the worst thing ever put on film.

November cannot come fast enough.