Friday, August 31, 2007


Becky and I stayed at the Casa Del Mar resort in Ormond Beach, Florida. It's a border city of Daytona Beach. In fact, we were 1/2 mile away from the city limits.

Becky and I bought into a timeshare property through Bluegreen. It's a points system, you pay X for the points and then a yearly maintenance fee and you can stay at any of their resorts, providing you have enough points to go there. I don't know if it's cost-effective, but Becky's family has had two time-share properties and took 2 week-long vacations every year and my family almost never did. So there's something to be said for that.

Beck and I finally used our points towards a vacation (we "banked" the previous 2 years) and stayed on the 6th floor of this resort overlooking the beach. Every evening we watched surfers (they surf in Florida!) and during the day we watched boogie-boarders and swimmers from our balcony.

Here's the run-down of the week, as I remember it.

We took a taxi from the airport and holy wow! I though MN drivers sucked. I think there is a state law prohibiting the use of turn signals. However, most people do follow speed limit signs, which makes up for the lack of warning.
We rolled in around 1 PM and got situated in the room. Then headed for the beach. We swam a little, tried a bit of body-surfing but didn't make it. Then we went out to eat at Bonefish. This restaurant was awesome and it's a chain! It's in the Outback Steakhouse family and coming to a town near you. I was surprised since I'm not a chain restaurant fan. Then we continued our walk to the grocery store. (We had a full kitchen!)

Becky woke me up to watch the sun rise with her. I'll let the picture speak for itself. This was from our balcony:

Becky got a whole bunch of coupons for various activities from vendors: such as buy-one, get-ones, free rides, etc. Becky and I went running on the beach and sat on our balcony watching people the rest of the day while drinking some wine.

We found out that no one would honor their coupons that Becky got on Monday, so we sulked by the pool and played pool volleyball with some other guests. I got quite burned. I sulked the evening on the balcony watching surfers. Becky joined me in sulking.

I finally got a rental car, because we thought we were going fishing on Thursday. We asked the front desk people what was a great thing to do, and they said, "Go to DeLeon Springs!" So we did. It's a state park with a cold springs and wildlife and some hiking trails. We met a great Scottish couple there. We chin-wagged with them for almost an hour about random things (chin-wagged was their term, not mine). We also saw some interesting wildlife, such as some large spiders (That's for you, Jason) and some lizard-things we think were geckos and a blue-tailed skink.

The tide was high at 10 am, so we rented some boogie boards and tried them out at 1030. Oh, man, THAT was a mistake. I ended up injuring my right shoulder, but Beck and I went out a few more times and stayed out till the rental cart closed at 4. My sunburn got worse and Becky got sore from all the boogie-boarding, but it was a blast.

Today we came home and went to the State Fair. Tomorrow, I'm going to the Renaissance Fair.

Beck and I had a blast and can't wait to go back. I threatened to move to Florida and she got a glimmer of hope in her eye. Here's a picture of us after a Thursday's day at the beach.


Saturday, August 25, 2007


So, Becky and I are off for a few days. We are heading to Daytona Beach, Florida.

"Why would we be going to Florida in August?" you may be asking yourself.

Well, Becky and I have not seen each other for a few months and thought that going to the beach would be fun. Becky likes REALLY warm weather and I am OK with it as long as I can read or something. So there we go. I probably won't have anything to say afterward, because we have nothing planned. Yeah! See you in a few days.

PS, their weather is:

Sunday, August 19, 2007


Yesterday I went to a wedding, but before the wedding, Becky and I watched most of the remake of "Annie." Yes, I actually watched it and, the worst part is, I liked it.

It was a fantastic remake! The choreography with the girls was great. The acting was of good musical caliber, but that was expected. The little girl's voice didn't annoy me (much). (They always make little girls sing too old or too big or something. Leave well enough alone!).

I was bothered by one thing... they took out Punjab. Which was a good anti-racist move, but in his stead put in an African-American woman. So, either way there are stereotypes to fight. But then again, the fact that I noticed it and am pointing it out is probably more racist than they were being by putting a wonderful actress in the movie. She was quite good, I thought. As was Annie and Daddy Warbucks. Kathy Bates was a fantastic Ms. Hannigan.

Anyway, that's my hidden joy of the weekend. I recommend it to anyone who thought about liking the original.

By the way, the wedding was great. I love weddings.

Tuesday, August 07, 2007


I don't know if I've ever claimed to be something other than naive, but today, my naivete smacked me in the face.

Growing up, I loved books such as, "The Upstairs Room," "Number the Stars," and in High School I was in the play, "I Never Saw Another Butterfly." I never read, but I saw "The Diary of Anne Frank," and I loved that too. I loved how people were willing to risk their lives to (potentially) save another person's life.

One question that came to mind every time I read one of these novels or saw a movie was, "How could they do this without getting caught? Surely, SOMEONE must have seen or heard something!" I know in my neighborhood, I'd know if one of my immediate neighbors was up to something like that.

I was listening to "Grace Matters" today, it's a radio show put on by the ELCA, the episode from July 29th is about Evil and Good. In it, Peter Marty quoted a frenchman who helped "smuggle" people during the Holocaust. "Do you think that I could have harbored people in my house without the milkman, the postman, the paperboy, friends, relatives and neighbors not knowing about it? For every person saved during the Holocaust, there were 8 people keeping them safe."

This hit me hard. It never even occurred to me that those neighbors would not have turned the fugitives in had they known. They MUST have known. Duh! All of those people working together to do what is right, they may not have even known that others were doing the same thing by keeping quiet.


Monday, August 06, 2007

Um, Luther anyone?

I don't know what this means, but I'm a whole lotta Luther... How can I be simultaneously 94% Luther and 81% Calvin? The world may never know...

You scored as Luther, You are Martin Luther. You'll stick with the words of Scripture, and defend this with earthy expressions. You believe this is a necessary consequence of an orthodox Christology. You believe that the bread and wine are the Body and Blood of Christ, but aren't too sure about where he goes after the meal, and so you don't accept reservation of the Blessed Sacrament or Eucharistic devotions.













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