Jodie was feeling ill this morning, so Bailey, Myers, and I took off to the Foothills Parkway Open House. As a brief history lesson, this is the 9 mile section of Foothills Parkway that was begun ages ago and hasn't been completed. The section is normally closed to cars, but is open to walkers and bicyclists. The last time it was open to cars was one weekend in 1998. So, it's kind of a big deal. Basically, the road is like the finished sections of the Foothills Parkway in that it has a fair amount of solitude and some excellent vistas with lots of pull-offs. It is unlike the rest of the parkway in that it isn't fully paved, there are no lines on the road, and there are no guardrails (kind of nerve racking at times...). SO.. we pulled off around mile 3 to let Myers walk some at one of the pull offs with a particularly breathtaking vista of the mountains with fog transpiring a la "smoky" mountain style, and Bailey's response was: "It's beautiful, like a picture painted long ago by a great artist." This is the same girl who, upon looking into a campfire last year said it was "glowing like an orange monster."
The way I see it, if Bailey received my dominant genes for Language and Jodie's dominant genes for Math, Mendel would have to agree that Jodie and I will be living off her Nobel Prize money or McArthur Fellowship for our retirement. If not, we'll have to live off Myers's lawsuit settlement from an equipment failure that would occur while jumping off of or out of something. All I know is teaching sure as hell isn't going to cover retirement.
--this is where pictures of our trip would go if we'd brought a camera bag that actually had a camera in it instead of just a spare set of batteries and a memory card --
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