6/9/2011

The pitter patter of the falling rain woke me this morning. It stopped after a bit but I couldn’t let myself fall back to sleep. I was expecting the day to be busy and I didn’t want to start it off on the wrong foot.

I was greeted with the most amazing pancakes for breakfast. They were made with wheat and flax seed so not only were they delicious but, they were also very healthy. I ate four pancakes followed by two fried eggs with a side of potatoes made with onion and cheese. My friend Sharon was the culinary expert behind this great start to my day.

After polishing off the meal, I called Ellie Alexander who is in charge of tourism for the town of Pontiac. She said she would pick me up with the town trolly if I could be ready in thrity minutes...

6/8/2011

I relaxed my tired muscles in the Vrooman masion after a great meal downtown. I slept pretty soundly in the huge mansion by myself until I heard some noise. After that I had one eye open. Since I didn’t want to sleep through my date with the kids, I had a difficult time putting myself back at ease. Breakfast was scrumtous though. An assortment of fresh fruit sat at the table waiting for me. I was Following that was a plate of scrambled eggs with chese and waffles with strawberries and blueberries. I devoured the meal and saw the time had come for me to make my way to the Scott Early Learning Center. I’m lucky it was only a couple of blocks away. I threw everything into the stroller, gave hugs to Robin and Debbie, then headed out the door.

I always get a kick out of kids...

6/7/2011

On the advice of a good friend, I went to bed early so that I could get up early. The plan was to beat the heat. I didn’t realize it was going to be hot at 8:30 AM. Maybe I’ll need to start waking up at four for this early rising thing to work. The stroller combined with the hot weather is slowing me down. But, I’m the one that signed up for this so I made sure my mini ice chest was filled with liquids and I made the best of it.

So this was the third day in a row that I’ve been pulled over by the police. They are always very friendly but, it seems people keep phoning in to report someone pushing a baby along route 66 in scorching heat. I’m guessing this isn’t going to be the last day.

Thirteen miles passed quickly. I found myself in the town of Atlanta...