July Without Central Air Conditioning?

As a Georgia native and almost life-long resident, I would have never dreamed that I could go without central air conditioning in July and not be miserable. However, I have discovered that it is possible in Vermont. I was only really hot once, but that was in a yarn shop, so I made myself deal with it. The yarn fumes helped. We were traveling with carry on luggage only, so I restricted myself to just a little yarn and some patterns.

The T-man and I used some "Delta Dollars" from when I got bumped from a flight home from a conference and went to see M (blogless). She has been my friend since June of 1979. One of the best friends that anyone could ever have! The last time we saw each other was November of 1994 - shortly after the T-man was born - but we have always stayed in touch.

She is Aunt M to Mr. T. Once when he was a cute little fellow (as opposed to the dashingly handsome young man that he is now), the T-man asked if Aunt M was a fake aunt or a real aunt. Clever boy.

The only thing I forgot to take was a camera. Vermont is beautiful. I really loved how the river wound through the town.

The T-man and M spent a good bit of time in the various worlds of Zoo Tycoon. It was funny to watch them let the dinosaur out and see them laugh as the dinosaur chased people. Should I be worried about them?

It was also wonderful to travel with my teenage son and enjoy spending time with him. When we got back to the car at the airport, he said "I had fun. Thanks Mom for taking me."

No trip of mine would not be complete without some sort of crazy experience. In the JFK airport I got locked in a stall in the ladies room. No matter which way I turned the lock, it would not open. I had visions of having to beat on the door and scream "Hold my plane!" But I finally hit the lock hard enough that it opened.

Next I am taking the T-man with me on a business trip -- with my boss. I must be insane.