After a GREAT workout this morning with Julie (my partner in pregnancy, crime, and the like) I met up with Dad & Adventure Dad. We allowed Papaya to nap, as if we could have stopped her, and then headed into Seattle to take my Dad to the Russian Submarine Tour and Metskers Maps.
Ooops. The Russian Submarine that used to be right next to the ferry terminal moved to San Diego. How dare they? After three years of living here we finally made it over to take the tour and damn….nothing but a red star painted on the dock. Hmmm. So, off to Pioneer Square. We perused galleries, one I enjoyed had very vibrant paintings of women which Adventure Dad saw as “unfit” for Papaya’s bedroom due to the naked women. Since she will someday be a naked woman in her own room I see no need in give her the idea that a strong happy naked woman is something to be ashamed of. It was a fun conversation, I was of course right, but the painting I wanted was $9000 which is a BIT out of our price range. We stopped in at Elliot Bay Books and drooled, I wanted every book but could not decide on one. I do need something good to read soon and I don’t want that Oprah book about someone getting sober his own way that is so “life changing.” I suffered through my years in AA and have no intention of self help for those without self control any more. Humph.
Metskers Maps had moved to the center of humanity in Seattle, Pike Place Market. It was busy but I found parking, the parking gods were given my name by my grandfather who had the family luck in parking. Between that and my skill at parallel parking I am a parking godess, it is when I’m driving and the wheels of my new-ish car almost fall off that I’m in trouble. So we went to Metskers and bought Papaya a stuffed globe and complained that when Africa is at the center of a map Hawaii is too far off to the edge.
Dinner at Ivars was a treat and we enjoyed the ferry ride home as Adventure Dad read aloud to Papaya and I from his Palm Pilot. It was the translated letter of a Al Queda leader that was distributed Navy wide, but he and I had a few fun tats back and forth over motivation and strategy, and of course I got a few good jabs in at Bushy Pooh.
Off to bed…
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