One more day

I can't wait for tomorrow evening to come around.
We are both SO ready to take our little vacation!!!!!

Boo-boo has officially hit the terrible two's. She has shown a bit of a temper now and then. Especially when Oma says: NO!

She's still 99% sweetie pie though, and very funny, and loving. We love her to death, but it's high time for a little distance. We are hoping that Bugs will use this week to sort a few things out and get her ass in gear regarding daycare.

I haven't packed yet. But I've made my lists. It really is just a matter of throwing our bathing suits and some clothes in our suitcases, and fill a box with snacks.

A while ago I wrote about Wheelie taking a stab at trying to find some old friends.
As I predicted, he found a couple.
He is thrilled! (in his own weird way)

You see, when he was fresh out of the army (stationed in Germany) and had a young family. He ran a record store in Berkeley. There were always some kids hanging around outside there. Not making trouble, but I guess still a bit of a nuisance.
Wheelie took it upon himself to take some of these teens under his wings.
He had some of them live with him for short periods, and he organized trips to the beach, where they partied all night.

He tried to find this particular couple, he found HER name on some reunion website, and since she seemed to live in the place where he thought they ended up in, he emailed her.

He got it right the first time. She and her husband are still in the same place. Living in a rural place in California on 17 acres of land, raised two girls, and two grand kids, and have been together for over 45 years now.

The emails have been flying back and forth, and it surprised me to read Wheelie's hunger for news from everyone they knew.

The last email was from the male part of the equation.

It warmed my heart to read his first sentence:

The last time I spoke to you was 10-20-1981 Marcia had just given birth to our youngest daughter Amanda that same day.I have often thought about you,I have always had a special place in my heart for you.I have always been eternally grateful for the kindness you bestowed upon me when i needed it the most.If it wasn't for you i probably wouldn't have returned to school and finished my education.

I always knew about this part of Wheelie's life, and always wondered like him, whatever became of all these kids.

Hopefully there will be a few more popping up.

It certainly has cheered the old man up a tad.

OOps...tornado sirens are going off...better scoot.

SGMKJ!