Firstly, last Saturday was Ben’s birthday! Happy Birthday Ben!! I love you so much & am so blessed by you every day. We are now the same age for about a month and then I’m (unfortunately) back to defending my age & that I’m really not that old. He seems to enjoy the fact that I’m 11 months older, and is always rubbing it in. All I have to say is, I’m not the one with a few gray hairs! In his defense, he’s gotta have something besides a PhD to help him get a job, as a PhD in theology these days is certainly not a free pass for the job of your dreams. Maybe it’ll make him look old enough though…
Friday evening we celebrated with pizza from our favorite take-away, Fram Pizza, followed by his favorite cake, and then of course all of this with a movie. It was a yummy evening, and even though the top of the cake was about to slide off, it tasted really good. I can never seem to get the shape of this cake to my liking, but I suppose it’s good to leave room for improvement.
But, on his birthday we were invited spur of the moment, to go to the beach with Lucy, Aaron & Eleanor. We had a perfect day, and the weather was perfect too. We enjoyed fresh fish & chips on the beach and then went on a long walk/hike. Then, some ice cream & more playing on the beach. It was simple, but perfect. Below are a few pictures from the day,
his yummy cake, sliding off the plate...
Our little surrogate niece who we've been blessed to watch grow up this last year
Yummy fish & chips
They were a bit caught of guard by the big wave & had to make a run for it
The beach at Saltburn
…we got on a plane and flew 5,000 miles to England! And, here we are and I can’t believe it’s gone by so fast. It’s unbelievable that that Ben could be done with his program in two years, three if he takes his time. So, if you want to visit you better get the move on! We miss you all!
It’s been so blustery (that’s definitely under-exaggerating) outside today & my fitted mattress sheet blew away! Gone. Completely gone, and I’m annoyed cause I have to get a new one. Sad.
Yesterday we took a day trip to the Northumberland coast & went to Lindisfarne, on Holy Island. Our friend Mim is getting ready to move to London and this was part of her ‘leaving-do’. Our friends Chauncey & Tim are here from the States for a few days & came along. It was jolly fun! Lindisfarne is a beautiful place & the weather was perfect. We took picnic lunches and enjoyed them on the grass with the castle behind us & the North Sea in front. In order to make a trip to Holy Island you have to time it just right with the tide. And, you have to be sure to leave the island on time or you’ll either be stuck there for the night or get caught on the road with the tide coming at you from all sides. They even have a little shack on stilts along the road for those that get stuck. Not the kind of thing you want to be late for. Chauncey & Tim just left this afternoon after church. It was great having some PNW friends here to visit, and we really enjoyed our time with them.
Lindisfarne Castle below, or as Chauncey say’s ‘Linda’s Farm’
Below – Bambourgh Castle off in the distance
Above is a picture of the Priory with St. Mary’s church in the background. Below is the Priory.
St. Mary’s Church below…pictures don’t do it justice.
Two days in a row last week I had someone ask me if I was Irish. And, that’s definitely not the first two times that’s happened. The number one thought is usually American of course, then Canadian, and close behind that seems to be Irish. According to the last person, it was a Northern Ireland accent he heard. I just don’t hear it…
…when it occurred to me one evening that I had had 4 cups of tea that day! To top it off, I’ve recently noticed that I’ve developed opinions about how I take my tea (which were never there before moving to England). My co-workers are rubbing off on me. The perfect amount of milk – not too much or too little, it’s gotta be hot, and no sugar (for me at least). Apparently it’s best served out of a porcelain tea pot and cup. I have yet to develop that taste. And of course, it’s always better loose leaf, although we never have the luxury of drinking it that way at work.