roller coaster emotions

Zen Garden. A quite place of respite that Laurie and I enjoy. We were not disappointed friday eve. This weekend was a team no-show at Trailways, several factors such as my head wrench (bro) convinced me that no-one was going to enjoy freezing their ass off at the races (though he was conveniently slamming to Korn-Mudvayne in Baltimore), Mr. Les Still predicted a cold overcast and raw day, and my funked up back wasn't going to withstand the grunt work that comes with an adventure with my rocket. Lo and behold sun dominated the day in Hanover. Photos form the day's event seemed to exude a warmth almost inviting glow. Damn. My solace was an enjoyable shopping gaunt with Laurie. Then a sunday excursion to Erdenheim and Landsdale. First with friends, then family. Everytime I watch Monsters, Inc., I always get a new perspective, this time from a 5 year old. The day was a wide breadth of generations, the 5 year being the youngest and the 84 year old grandmas we visited later that evening. Both Laurie's grandmas were in attendance at Outback Steakhouse. What a hoot. Virginia is a pistol, I can tell she doesn't take herself too seriously (although the wine is a great assistant). Isabella is quite the opposite, proud and stoic, which is impressive since she still maintains her tall stature of 6'. Just once I wish should tell me what's really going on inside... Typical of my relationship with racing, I rode the roller coaster once again.