Ooma and I stayed for 4 nights in Dumfries VA, guests of Jett’s son, Devin, and his family. It was a lovely respite from travel and would have been relaxing had they not arranged so many fun and interesting activities for us. We went out to dinner the night we arrived (Texas Roadhouse), with Devin’s twin brother, Joshua, and his fiancée, Cristina. The next day we went to Josh and Cristina’s house for a relaxing dip in the pool on a 98-degree day, followed by dinner at one of Devin and Mary’s neighbors, Nassar and Angela. They served up a sumptuous feast of Persian dishes. Yesterday we were treated to a boat trip to National Harbor and brunch at Redstone American Grill where I had some delicious appetizers and one of the best Bloody Marys ever. The day would have been better if the boat hadn’t failed (wouldn’t start) when we tried to leave – we had to take an Uber back to the cars and Devin had to retrieve the trailer, load the disabled (brand new) boat and take it back to the dealer. I wasn’t there, but I heard that he had a few choice words for the guy who sold him the boat.
Devin and Mary hosted a cookout for 13 people on the second night. Once again, I ate more than I should have. I haven’t weighed myself since I left Florida and am afraid to do so now. If I gain even a pound a day I will be a whale by the time I get back to Florida. We topped off the evening with a rousing game of Scrabble – Zachary and me against Ooma. It was close, but the guys prevailed.
The third day was a “down day” – we washed our clothes, I got my butt whipped by Zachary in a video game and I spent much of the day doing genealogical work. In the evening we all went out to dinner at Firebird which, after we found a table where the roof wasn’t leaking, served up a fine meal. My treat, as partial repayment for the kindness of Jett’s boys and their families. We took some very nice photos after dinner.
