An Alaskan Kind of Day

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Some days no matter where I am or what I’m doing I get transported back to my former life in Alaska.  Today was one of those days.  The weather here felt like Alaska summer: going from cloudy and cool one moment with sudden breaks for sun and warmth.  If I closed my eyes I could almost smell the ocean on the breeze.  This picture very well could have been taken at 2am in Fairbanks or midnight in Juneau, except it was taken at 8:30pm from my backyard smack dab in the middle of the city, smack dab in the middle of the country.

I doubt I’ll ever be back up there permanently but there is a large portion of my being that is still connected to the land, to the lifestyle, and to the people I knew up there.  Life during those years wasn’t perfect (when is it ever?), and I know I’ve romanticized some of it with the passage of time… but oh, how I miss those days.

Books and Swings

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A couple of weeks ago I was putting Little F into his car seat when I found a new book in the seat.  I’m not sure where the book came from, but whoever gave it to him has a sick sense of humor.  Whoever green-lighted the publishing of this book has a sick sense of humor.  Or else I have a sick sense of humor and am seeing things that no one else sees.  I’ll let you judge for yourselves:

Now I don’t know what a Boohbah is, but I can tell you what a Boohbah reminds me of.

Need a hint?  Here’s a different view:

I also received a package from a close relative that same week.  Some hand-me-down toys, clothes, etc., the usual suspects.  Then I found this padded velour vest:

I can just picture Little F on the playground wearing his velour vest advertising that he’s a baby swinger to all the other girls and boys at school.  “Hey, Baby.  Want to come over to my house and look at my Boohbah?  Just leave your keys in the bowl by the door.”