It was our first trip of the year to San Diego. This visit was different from our usual trips. There were no baseball games to go to and Grandma Strickland wasn't there to visit with. The intent of the trip was to head down and help with a few things around Grandma's house and pick up all the genealogy stuff she worked on over the years.
We left on Friday after picking up the kids from school. Traffic was the usual abyss, so we stopped in Glendale at the Cheesecake Factory for dinner. We arrived around 6:15 and was seated around 7:15 so we walked around the Americana at Brand shopping area. The boys went into the Apple store, while Wiggy and I perused Nordstrom's an a few other shops.
We were back on the road by 8:30 and arrived at Grandma's house around 11:15. It was the first time we've been there without her and it was very strange. The house was exactly like she'd left it. Wiggy and I slept on the pullout couch, Luke and Bubba slept in one bedroom and Tubbs slept in my grandpa's old room.
Saturday morning we got ready for the day and headed to Jamba Juice and Einstein's for breakfast. We met my Aunt Thelma and Uncle Dennis over at the house around noon and started to go through boxes in the back room. We found some cool things. This was a small version of my Grandpa's Honorable Discharge from the military.
This was a card that my Grandpa wrote to my Grandma.
Not sure what year it was.
Wiggy found a Ziploc baggy in the nightstand that had her great-great grandma's teeth in it! Haha.
Some photos my grandma had.....
She had MANY, MANY photos, cards, and letters. It's like she saved everything she's ever received. I found letters my sisters and mom wrote to her when they were little. It was very entertaining.
Tubbs really had a hard time all weekend. My kids have never known anyone before who has died. Before bed he would lay down by Luke and get teary eyed.
Saturday we went to Cage Guadalajara with Thelma and Dennis. Dennis was really tired and missing lunch wasn't helping. Around 7pm we dropped them off at the house so they could head home to Del Mar. We cleaned up and then headed out to Old Town. We found a cool little place that made fresh churros.
We headed back to the house around 10pm , watched some TV and then headed to bed. My mom was looking for my grandpa's wedding band and we found it in a bag of jewelry she had in her bedroom chest. I was happy we found it!
Sunday morning we packed up and headed out before lunch. We headed over to the bookstore so the boys could pick up some books. Then to Fashion Valley so I could pick up some skincare stuff at Nordstrom's.
Luke surprised me and we had a late lunch at Cheesecake Factory for Valentine's Day. We ate out on the patio and the weather was fabulous. I didn't want to leave San Diego, so this was a nice treat. He knows it's my favorite, so he waited in line while Wiggy and I shopped.
After dinner we headed back to the house to pick up bags. We loaded everything up and left San Diego around 6pm to head home. It was very strange to think this was likely the last time we'd be in the house since it's going to be sold. So many memories from our childhood. So many visits to see family in San Diego.
Wiggy painting with some of grandma's paints....
That Stop Wasn't On My Itinerary....
So the Hogue's made it to Florida for our first official family vacation. It was Sawyer's first plane ride....and Simon's first plane ride that he can remember. We were excited....the boys were stoked. We had everything we needed! But it seems that Sawyer packed something with him that wasn't on our checklist: a big case of pneumonia. Yes, the little fella made it almost one whole day in Florida before he started heading downhill fast. Our 2nd day in Orlando we were in the Urgent Care south of Cocoa Beach. (By the way, to see a doctor more quickly, it helps if you vomit all over the waiting room in front of the receptionist. Little tip for ya) After chest x-rays they advised us to head to the ER in Melbourne, where they eventually admitted him to the hospital. So, we had 3 night deluxe accommadations at the Holmes Regional Medical Center. The little whipper snapper was a trooper though! The nurses loved him, thankfully, and made us all feel right at home. We were going to send postcards out with pictures of the hospital since we spent 40% of our trip there...but they didn't have any. Imagine that!Hmmm.....maybe its something they should consider.
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