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6- Wake up sleepy heads! Time to go to library! Not to worry my sweets, this
isn’t just any library! It’s another presidential library! You know the kind of
library that doesn’t have a single book you can check out and you must pay to
enter?!?! Rise and Shine! I think there is a slight chance that I am getting on
everyone’s nerves. I’ll just play this song at full volume so they don’t have
to listen to me.
Mile
1380- George W. Bush Presidential Library and Museum. Another visit to a
stunning presidential library. Parts of it were painful to see. There was obviously
a large portion devoted to 9-11 and it is hard to relive such a distressing
time in our nation’s history.
But,
my favorite part of the presidential libraries are the exhibits of gifts given
to the president. Faberge eggs from Russia, sparkling jewelry from the middle
east, and lions......
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| Dear President of Tanzania, Can we be gift friends? |
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| Did you know that George Dubya learned to paint after he was president? And, has since been painting portraits of the veterans that he meets? I had no idea! There was a temporary exhibit of his portraiture. |
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| Another Oval Office shot. This time with Charlotte at the helm. |
Mile
1381- Our goal for our tour of the SMU campus was two-fold. We wanted the least
of the Bullingtons to burn off some steam and we wanted them out of our air. We
are half way through 24/7 of togetherness and fuses are short. Nestled in the middle of the glorious campus
is a stretch of green space flanked by road on each side. We dropped the kids
at one end. Challenged them to race each other to the end (the length of a
football field) and we drove along beside them in the car. Parents for the win.
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| Run, Thomas. Run! |
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| We love the Methodists! |
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1387- Trinity Groves- We were excited to meet up with our step-sister and
family for lunch. Hesper and her husband are cool as ice and we always love our
time with them. It just doesn’t happen enough because well, Dallas is far. Our
nephew Brahm is going into 8th grade, is a cracker jack gymnast, and
speaks Mandarin. We are pretty proud of him! Mae is fluent in Whinese. Same-same. Brahm was
quite patient with Sweet T. Who took a shine to him and indulged him with details
of the western movie he is developing.
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| Texas Fam! |
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| Little cousins, giant checkers. Charlotte got schooled by Brahm! |
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1389-The Book Depository- The sixth-floor
museum details every moment of the the day that JFK was assassinated. The audio
tour was a little lengthy and we realized at the end that there was a “family
friendly” audio tour. That would’ve been
good information to have on the front end. Charlotte and Mae loved the tour,
but it was hard to keep Thomas interested in the minute details of bullet
trajectory and grassy knolls. But, I would recommend it if you are into
assassination vacations. Which we are.
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| At first glance, this looks like an ordinary picture, but when you examine it more closely. JFK's face is actually made of 50,000 miniature portraits of Jackie. You look at it through a magnifying glass. This was also the only photo I got from this visit. They are super strict about photos in the museum. |
Mile
1400- trying to get out of Dallas! We were like hamsters in a wheel. The roads
in Dallas are THE WORST. Google maps was possessed and kept instructing us to
turn onto roads that weren’t there while we drove in circles. Recalculating
route….i’m gonna recalculate your route you little….
Mile
1417-Cowboy Stadium- Dayum. That sucker is big.
Mile
1430-Garvett's House- Home sweet home! A few years ago, our old neighbors, Emmalyn and
Andrew, moved to Fort Worth (and I’m still mad about it). We’ve kept up with
them and we try to get together when they are in town. The memory is distant
and perhaps a little foggy. But, I THINK they said something like, “If you are
ever in the area, you’ll have to come for a visit”. Or, it’s possible that I
invited myself and designated their house my laundry destination. Tomayto-Tomahto.
A few months ago, I started clarifying our travel dates with Emmalyn and she
realized that she was going to be in London during our stop. So not only was
Andrew going to be trying to keep the ship afloat with two kids and his wife
gone, but now he will have 5 extra Bullingtons. I swear I gave them every opportunity
to back out, but they assured me that our visit was welcome. Thank goodness for that! I cannot even begin
to thank them for the hospitality! Their new house is beautiful and it gave us
some space to spread out and talk to other people. The kids played in the pool,
the big boys drank beer and chatted, and I did 6 loads of stanky road laundry. It was perfect!
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| Repacking 5 people for another week on the road. Whoo-hoo! Clean clothes for all! |
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| Jane and William share their pool! |
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