Monday, November 7, 2011
It's Cotton Pickin' Time!
I don't know anything about this except that we have driven by fields and fields of what started as wispy white and just got heavier and heavier as the season went on. The big machinery has appeared this week and we thought we'd better get some photos and samples before it was all gone!
Here's to the Ladies Who Lunch and Pedi
Friday, November 4, 2011
The Weekend
I left early Sunday morning around 6:30 and set my GPS to take me home a different way. I went through VA, Tennessee, then into Alabama. I did have the two audio books to keep me company. One was Anita Shreeve's RESCUE (definitely a pass on this one), the other was Maya Angelou's LETTER TO MY DAUGHTER which is really a book of essays. It was okay but neither was earth shattering. Love Cracker Barrel's library idea (you can pick it up at one location and drop it off at any other on your travels) but they really need to improve the selection. Arrived home safe and sound around 7 pm, very happy to see my studious husband!
Wandering
I was so looking forward to going to the National Cathedral as I may have mentioned I do so love old churches and could spend hours just poking around, looking at stained glass, reading every plaque & engraving and just sitting in the quiet. Unfortunately, I didn't know that the cathedral had been damaged in the earthquake so is now being repaired and is closed. I was resigned to walking around the outside in the rain but still enjoying the glory of it all.
Doing DC
We got off in Arlington and had a lovely, long walk. The day was perfect for being outside and we headed toward the Lincoln Memorial. It’s impossible to see this place too many times I say. The reflecting pool is under construction and is basically non-existent so we veered off and headed toward the Korean War Memorial. There is something creepy about this one to me. I think it’s the ghost like figures and Kim (ever the artist) pointed out the patina on the figures is probably made that way for a purpose. I think the first time I visited it I was alone and it was dusk…thus making its eeriness that much more so.
Our specific destination was the new Martin Luther King Jr. National Monument. At first arrival it’s two big white rocks with a cutting out of the middle. It’s not until you make your way up further that you find the piece that is missing from the middle has the sculpture of MLK on the backside. I hadn’t even seen photos of the monument so it was all a surprise to me.
Many MLK quotes line the walls and given my recent studies of the civil rights movement, they were especially moving. There was a large group of elderly African Americans having their photo taken in front of the monument and many individuals were asking Kim to take photos for them. He ended up spending several minutes there.
Next up, the National World War II Memorial which was also new to me. They now have postings near the monuments with phone numbers you can call up on your phone and get information on each of the monuments, but there is nothing like tagging onto a group being led by a park ranger who knows the monuments well. There were also plenty of veterans at this one, which I found very moving.
We walked through the Vietnam Memorial (by the way, I always learn something new about each of these when I see them) then past the Washington Memorial which apparently had workers recently repelling down the sides of it examining it for damage after the August earthquake. I can’t imagine hanging off the side of that thing! We made our way to the National Gallery and spent the rest of the afternoon there.
I will just say I’m not crazy about modern art so the boys delighted in getting my comments on entire rooms filled with beige canvasses. No, I’m sorry, that is NOT art, but there were plenty of wonderful things to see. We hurried through a Warhol exhibition and spent most of our time in the regular collection which contain my favorites anyway! Had a leisurely lunch in the museum cafĂ©, shopped a bit, looked at the downpour which had started outside and lingered awhile until it stopped.
Hopped the Metro back to the hotel, regrouped and headed for the Skydome at the Doubletree where they were staying, for happy hour. It’s one of those slowly revolving rooms that give you a great view of the city. So we relaxed there for a while before catching a cab to King Street in Alexandria for dinner.
Kim had a place he wanted to go that his brother loved when he lived in the area so we hit The Fish Market. King Street is near where Tom stayed when he was stationed at Coast Guard Headquarters for a year after 9/11. I was very familiar with the area and love King Street that is lined with great restaurants, shops, and gorgeous architecture. The bottom of the street leads to the Potomac. We had a wonderful dinner then started walking. And walking. And walking. Though I was in comfortable boots, I hadn’t worn them since last spring so after I don’t know how many miles we walked I had developed a few blisters. Finally found our way to the metro, back to our rooms and after a hot bath….fell fast asleep.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
The Wedding
I went on this trip so I could be in attendance at the wedding of two of our closest friends. Kim and Brent have been together 25 years and as associate dean of the University of Utah’s School of Fine Arts, Brent had a conference in DC this particular week and since it’s one the few places they could legally marry, they decided to do it. Tom couldn’t join me because of classes but it was important to me to be there. I realize that all may not be comfortable with this issue but I just want to say publicly that these are two of the best people I know. Kim and I met in college doing theatre together before he left to serve an LDS mission in Germany. Brent served in France. They met doing theatre at Sundance after they both returned and have been together ever since. Brent is also a choreographer & director and has choreographed shows that Kim and I have done together over the years. They have known our kids since they were babies and have been a part of our lives for over 30 years.
I met them at their hotel on Tuesday morning and we (our friend Raymond who is the dean of the fine arts dept. was also there as was our friend David who is an actor in NYC) had a leisurely breakfast before hitting the metro to head to city hall. Another friend had done all the pre-wedding paperwork for them so after a security line check in, we headed into the building.
Yes, as soon as we saw the stunning flower-laden archway in the “chapel” of the office we burst into laughter. So much so that we had to leave the room momentarily to contain ourselves. The ceremony itself was short and performed by a lovely gentleman who hobbled in on crutches as he had had surgery on his leg the Friday before. I was a complete boob and cried my way through the thing while trying to snap photos.
We left there and hopped into a couple of cabs then headed off for a luncheon that Steve had planned at The Tabard Inn. It is a beautiful old hotel & restaurant that looked very English and was chocked full of eclectic art and furniture.
It could not have been more perfect! We had a private room for a quiet ring ceremony performed by Raymond (who also happens to be a former pastor) and then our own space just outside the room for a heavenly lunch that was Steve’s treat. The surroundings were gorgeous, the conversation lively and the company purely wonderful. I love these guys and couldn’t have been more grateful to be a part of this special day.