out of the box

Saturday we went out of our comfort zone, we went out of the house, out of Whittier, out of the county, and through another county and into a third county. It was a remember when there were no houses or business here, remember when we took the kids from church to Frontier Day camp and you drove the van when you were 16 down to Lake forest and there was nothing here. Then all the way back to Universal Studios for the afternoon. There is the ocean. The first smell at Laguna Niguel. Then oh my gosh, you can't even see South Carlsbad any more, you can't see the flowers from the freeway, Palamore Airport Road, the exit where nothing was there but the sign. Oh the nights we slept in the car so we could get a spot. Then it was San Diego. Not many old memories from there but new ones made. We met up with Josh and Leah Prtichard and there six month old son Knox. We walked the embaradero, and had chicago style pizza and then walked more and back to there hotel and then the drive home. I was working in the operating room at St. Francis Hospital when Josh was born. I received a call from the his father saying he was finally here, he was a tad late to say the least. He is a great young man with a beautiful wife Leah and a handsome son Knox. He is six months old and as cute as can be. We hadn't seen them in years but it didn't feel like that. No awkward pauses in conversation at all. Josh is a wizard with deals and if he applied for a credit card and used it once he got airfare for two to San Diego and a room at a hotel for the week for $25.00. Such a deal.  We drove home and was saddened that we didn't get stopped by the inspection station, another great memory gone by the wayside. Man the good old days. Great day.