The GW Masonic National Memorial

Apparently the Masons thought the Washington National Monument wasn't cool enough so they went ahead and made a national Washington monument of their own.


I guess when you miss someone bad enough, or want to celebrate something, you do all sorts of otherwise ridiculous things to show it.

Like making multiple monuments, highways, street names and universities for them, and then placing them all within view of each other (when Laura's head isn't in the way).

I was supposed to fly home to Seattle yesterday to fill a one-month internship, but we successfully postponed the internship (and the [corny] missing-of-each-other) until July.


We all celebrate in different ways.

I had a non-refundable ticket so we went to the airport, picked up my ticket, and I walked to my gate and tried to get bumped from the flight. I didn't get bumped (and didn't get the accompanying travel voucher), but I also didn't fly away from my wife. Instead we ate a Cinnabon and took the metro home together--which was far more fun than saying goodbye and not seeing each other for a few weeks.

Today we celebrated by making-from-scratch a super-concentrated batch of brownies--kind of an edible monument.

Take that Washington. (with your weak sauce wooden teeth and your ridiculous haircut . . . yeah, eat it and like it)

3 comments:

Melanie said...

My paper was about community perceptions about local education. Not very interesting at all, not like what you get to write about in a lit program. I'm still jealous, but I'll take what I can get in an online program. By the way, great post. It makes me a little homesick.

katbrown said...

Ok, so explain the summersault pictures!! On the first one it looks like you're going to head down the left side of a hill and the second one it looks as though you've gone down the right side of the hill!! Can't decide if I'm just old---- or if you're just way young!!
Very fun post.

Robert said...

Melanie: your paper sounds very interesting, especially if the community is Rexburg or anywhere else in Idaho for that matter. I was just talking to Patty Cady about grad school, and I'm beginning to think it would be valuable to get all us BYU-I alumni English post-gradders together into some sort of forum. I'm curious to hear what other BYU-I folk are doing at grad school and how BYU-I is influencing them after they go. What do you think? Oh, and P.S. if you're homesick you and Jeff should come visit. We've got a living room with your names on it whenever you're in town.

Mom: Well the pictures were taken a few minutes apart and not exactly in the same location, but from more or less the same perspective on more or less the same place. The difference, though, is certainly enough to cause disorientation. I think I'm too old for the somersault, though. I got up feeling like I'd sprained my leg.