Halling Go To Alaska

Sunday 9/11 A little reminder for myself.  Monday 9/12 Another reminder to have patience. Tuesday 9/13 Sweet Pea's school work. She did such a great job all by herself.  Wednesday - 9/14 Squaw Valley USA. Site of Tough Mudder NorCal. Thursday 9/15 Sweet Pea told me I had wrinkles when I squinted my eyes.   I told her she did too.  Friday 9/16 The sun on Lake Tahoe on our way to spend the night in prep for Tough Mudder.  Saturday 9/17 Tough Mudder finisher.   It only took 7 hours to complete.  At least 5 of those hours with a broken ankle.  Read about my stupidity  determination to finish here. Also linking up to Elaine today!

When I was a kid my dad drove a beat up old Datsun pickup truck, green, with a camper shell.  It was a 1971.  I only remember that because that was the year my parents were married.  But they didn't buy that truck new.  He bought it in '73, I think.  My dad drove that truck until close to 1990 if not just passed that point.  My brother and I traveled cross country more times than I can remember in the back of that truck with a camper shell on it.  When it came time to retire the pickup, did he take it to the junk yard? Sell it for parts?  Nope, my dad had the cab lopped off and turned the bed into a trailer. The lawn mower he had when I was growing up never had the switch to turn it on - well at least I never remember it having an actual switch.  You had to turn the teeny, tiny switch down by the motor before you would yank on that cord as hard as you could praying it would turn over so you could mow the lawn for $5 a week.  Hey, that wa...