There is a Palm Tree outside my window and I haven't seen snow all winter long. It is strange being such a baby snowbird. Speaking of snowbirds, the younger snowbirds in my nest have really missed the snow, the cold, the warm hearth of being trapped inside with family and friends. You could say we have strong New England roots.

I am finishing up my annual Newsletter that I usually send out at Christmas time but decided to wait. I am looking forward to getting it out and I am also trying to get a little more adept at using this blog. It is simply a matter of learning how to use the application. Over and out for now.

Almost 1 year and 100 years for Dr. Seuss

In honor of Dr. Seuss and in celebration of being on the road almost a year now, I have adapted Oh the Places you'll go. I hope you enjoy this little poem Dr. Seuss style.

Oh the Places we've been (an adaptation of Dr. Seuss' Oh the Places you'll go by Catherine Mullaney)

“Congratulations!
Today is your day.
You're off to Great Places!
You're off and away!

You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes
You can steer yourself
any direction you choose.
You're on your own. And you know what you know.
And YOU are the guy who'll decide where to go.

You'll look up and down streets. Look 'em over with care.
About some you will say, "I don't choose to go there."
With your head full of brains and your shoes full of feet,
you're too smart to go down any not-so-good street.

And you may not find any
you'll want to go down.
In that case, of course,
you'll head straight out of town.”

So on March 24th, 2003,
Dan hit the road with the kids and me.
We headed south of the Mason Dixon line
Good bye New Jersey, New York and Massachusetts that ol’ state of mine.

Conventional is not the way we operate
Don’t you know us by now ?
Our route to Virginia was through the back gate.
First we went and spent a week with Grandpa and Suz,
With plenty of time to take an afternoon snooze.
Escaping the winter, the snow and the ice,
Leaving family and friends was a mighty high price.

Ending vacation without returning home was the strangest of sensations to a nomadgozome.
The highways and byways that lay ahead would lead straight through Norfolk, Arlington and Nagshead.
An Apartment in Virginia Beach,
With the ocean not far out of reach.
Sunrise at the Atlantic would rule
But the kids would rather hang at the pool.

Michael’s 10th birthday trip with Dan,
Would give him the facts that one day he’d be a man. Williamsburg was their little retreat, where a couple of guys could kick up their feet.

Home education became road dispensation, as we travel along for a greater exploration. MacArthur’s Memorial Museum, Cape Henry Lighthouse,
Naticus, DC , Jamestown and Nantucket too as we had made a trip north to visit some you.


It's opener there
in the wide open air.
Out there things can happen
and frequently do
to people as brainy
and footsy as you.

And when things start to happen,
don't worry. Don't stew.
Just go right along.
You'll start happening too.

OH!
THE PLACES YOU'LL GO!