okay okay juliemom, geesh. We did go away. Left 11ish on Saturday, ate lunch at Belhurst Castle. Here's where I wish I had a digital camera, it was GORGEOUS !!! And you know what, not as expensive as you'd think. Had some yummy sandwiches with a FRIED dill pickle on the side. OMW, the best best thing ever. Darn hubby ate his too or I would've grabbed it. Then we drove to the B&B and checked in. A very nice lady runs it, it was her family home and we were the only guests. Tobehanna Creek B&B

We went to Glenora winery, walked around Watkins Glen and Montour Falls, went on the Capt Bill boat cruise, stopped into Seneca Harbor wine center, and ate at a teeny Italian restaurant. (Jerlando's) And went back to the B&B to go to sleep. wink wink Of course thru out the day we talked to the little girls one bazillion times, including 11:30 pm.

Drove home Sunday in the pouring rain. We got to Geneva just in time for the half triathalon my bro-in-law was actually running. A quick call to my sis to locate her, but she was parked in the state park at the finish line and it's $7 to get in there. So we pulled into the hotel they had stayed at, mile 11 of 13. She told us what he was wearing and we cheered him on. Of course at that point of the race he looked at me in confusion "huh? whozat? you talkin to me?" but called the next day to say Thanks for being there. If you've never been to a marathon or race or cross country event I recommend it. Trust me I am so NOT a runner or excerciser or whatever....but there's this ENTHUSIASM and pride and adrenalin that infects you and you end up cheering like a crazy person to total strangers. A friend of mine is doing the Rochester marathon and you bet I'll be there hooting and hollering and waving my posterboard sign. :)

Home again, home again jiggety jog and it was back to reality. Happy 20th darling, I love you! (p.s. no he doesnt read this)