Jenn Dolari @dolari@driveinsaturday.org

Finding beaches....

Loving this native stop sign.

Historic Occasion #8643: Dad's first Seattle Coffee Shack coffee....

Parentalpocalypse Day 6

After two days of staying in and hashing or a few things, we hit the ground for some roadtripping. Mom likes Twin Peaks, Dad loves snow. We all love Mexican food. Let's make it a Saturday

Where we are now

Parentalpocalypse, Day 3B

Mom mentioned the other day that she wanted to try sushi next time she was up.

Challenge accepted.

I actually had a plan for this, since they were both iffy about trying it.

1) I would pick the sushi but not eat it. They'd eat it, and if they didn't like it, I would finish it, and we'd move to another sushi.

2) if everything went bad, we'd hit Jack in the Box.

And the verdict?

Dad loved it! Mom liked it, but isn't big on cold/room temp food. She did say it was good but not something she'd seek out.

We didn't need to hit Jack in the Box, and honestly, I had to start grabbing plates for me because they were eating it all.

Mission accomplished!

Parentalpocalypse, Day 3A

Dad wanted to see snow, so I took them up to Stevens Pass so he could get a taste of snow. We weren't up there long, but they got snow. :)

We took a side trip through Skykomish so dad could see working railroad town and mom could see moss covered trees.

Where we are now.

Parentalpocalypse, Day 2

Were all late risers which clashes with the early sunsets, so we stuck around home today. I remembered that there was a historical dairy barn tour of the Snoqualmie Valley, so we checked them out and came back once it got dark.

I live here. How do I live here?

Helluva way to commute to work.

Parents are here. First thing they wanted was breakfast-for-dinner, and since Shari's are all closed in Seattle, I took them to IHOP.

IHOP gave me the squarest dinner I've ever had. Square chicken fried steak, square hashbrowns, square cream gravy (how?). I think the eggs might be square under the hashbrowns.

Thoughts Before Bed

I'm laying in bed, 500 feet from the Pacific Ocean. It's midnight, so I can't see it. But I can hear it, like the gentle rumble of air conditioning.

You read in books about the "Call to the Sea," the longing captains have to send themselves the unknown. It's very real, and I caught that bug the first time I ever saw the Pacific Ocean from here about ten years ago.

At that time, it was just a few minutes, staring into the forever waters at the end of the world. Now I've shared some extended time with that ocean, and that fascination has not waned. I feel there's something out there I want to see. Maybe something that would like to see me. And there's always the temptation to just walk into it, and swim as far as it will take me. Mostly I feel very small compared to the gigantic waves I see.

I love the ocean. I will need to visit this place again.

The waters at the end of the world...

Marymere Falls

Deep into the woods....

Not the sight seeing I was expecting....😂

Where I am now.

Buh.

Watching the Pacific Ocean float by from my window.