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Dave, Adriana & Rachel
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Before Christmas is here, I figured I'd better get the pictures taken over Thanksgiving up on the blog. So... here we go.
First, Adriana had to wrestle getting the camera away from Rachel, taking pictures of her foot, the dashboard, the floor... we deleted most. And finally we got into a part of the country where we knew we weren't in Florida anymore. Mainly, we were climbing hills.
About this time we were asking each other what to call Dan. I said, let's just ask him what he wants to be called. We didn't want to be disrespectful. He's a great guy and this was a great opportunity to get closer to him.
We stopped at a couple of turns in the road on the way to Grandma's house to take pictures. At one point we stayed about 5 minutes, which is forever when you are about 7 minutes away from Grandma's and the subject of the photo did not want to be bothered.
One more beautiful farm and we were almost to Mom's (Grandma to Rachel) door. There is something about the rolling hills, the blue reflected in the water, and the home set off the road, far back on the property. (I'm also creating lots of text here to frame around the photo before we get to the picture Adri took of my Mom coming out of her home - as we drove up for the first time.)
And finally, we arrive. As we drove through the Lake Tansi area, I expected I'd need a little help because the roads are many and they are all rolling and turning. But, beautiful. This is late November, so the leaves are for the most part, on the ground. Still, the area where Dan and Mom live is well wooded and hidden away until - there's the house - and Mom running out to meet us.
Soon, Jim and Beth arrived - they live about an hour and a half away. The boys and Rachel had so much energy, they got out on the front lawn and ran and ran. I bought a little foam football at the Dollar Store which became the toy of the day. Here are the trio for a quick pose.
The kids got along great and worked up quite an appetite for the Thanksgiving meal. We were all inside trying to stay out of the way of the major cooks - but I still bumped into everyone as I made my way back into the kitchen to make another tea for the fifth or sixth time. Mom and Dan need a water filter. That stuff can't be healthy for you. Maybe it's just my tastebuds.
Look at this table. Of course we couldn't keep our hands off anything; or was that just me? So good and full of aroma. Before all this took place - that is - setting the table, I forgot to mention that Beth had us do some crafts. We made pilgrim men and women and a few Indians. Well, one Indian. I can understand now how I didn't see any Indians on the way to Tennessee.


Finally, there are oral answers to the judges questions about the students' knowledge of TaeKwonDo tenets and precepts, we are done. Did Michael pass? We won't know until the following week.
The big day has arrived and Michael is awarded his new yellow belt. Hurray! Erik is so impressed with the testing and the awards ceremony that he asks to start TaeKwonDo training. He starts tomorrow.
And Michael is happy that testing is over!
ichael was nervous as we approached the testing site. He was very quiet during the long ride to far south Austin. (Note the smile!) As his school was called, he moved slowly to the part of the room where he was to await his turn. Naturally shy (huh), he held back until all the students were assembled.Finally, it was his group's turn. They went through the listening positions (well-done). Then the students performed the Chon-Ji, the white belt pattern, in pairs before the judges. Chon-Ji means "the Heaven, the Earth", refering to creation. The Chon-Ji is the pattern of moves that form the basis of TaeKwonDo.

I know you've been wondering how we fared with Hurricane Wilma.
Our neighbor to the right, Mark and Holly Shapiro wisely had their trees trimmed a day before Wilma hit. The benefit is that trees with little resistance don't normally end up falling on your house, or falling at all.
Our good friends, Lloyd and Donna Montgomery were gracious enough to allow us to stay with them through the storm. They "did" board up their home and live several miles interior. We used one of the kids bedrooms. They have a five year old boy (Lloyd as well), and an eleven year old girl (Mary Audrey), and Rachel was set - much fun!
An FM was simulcasting the TV, so after tuning a bit, we were back in business. Of course all we wanted to know was where the eye was going to make landfall. This was important so we could know the rotation of the wind, etc. I wasn't concerned about a surge from the Gulf. Our house is pretty high and it would take a bigger hurricane to produce enough power - and by then our home would be blown away anyway, so I guess we're in good shape.
The eye went south of us. It went south of Marco Island and over what they call Ten Thousand Islands. There is (was) a small community out there - everyone evacuated. They are left with what they took with them as the storm destroyed everything.
Then we took off in Lloyd's Hummer and tried to make it down to our home.
The first thing that caught my eye was the queen palm that sits out in front of our home. It was tilted by the storm, but did not fall on the house. Thousands of these same palm trees were down, scattered all over the city.
On the other side of the house a large pine tree branch had fallen, striking the roof and breaking two tiles, then landing less than an inch from my home office window. God spared us - that would have been a huge mess in the house.
