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Well, I'm writing on my blog again.  I've figured out something about myself while living here at Beulah Beach.  When I'm feeling really good about my life, I don't blog very much and I don't run as much.  So, expect a lot more blogging in China and a very fit, trim and ripped Julie!  That sounds awful but it is what it is.  I'd also like to blame my lack of blogging on FB.  I'm not sure how it's related but I'd like to blame it anyway.

We travel.  We travel all the time.  When we're in China, we travel.  We travel to Thailand, we travel to other cities in China, we fly to Australia and to America.  When we're here we travel.  We travel to NC, GA, FL, PA, WV, TX...to thousands upon thousands of towns in OH.  On our last trip, which was to WV, Maddie felt like our 5 hr road trip was so short and fun.  That makes me proud.

The very best thing about road trips in the good ol' US of A is gas station coffee and mini chocolate donuts.  Now, the coffee is always a gamble.  If it's in a pot on a burner it's probably not as nice as the coffee in those tall, black, push the top containers.  But, if it's a Speedway coffee pot, it's probably pretty good.  The donuts, fantastic anywhere.

We're traveling to Harrisburg, Phoenixville and Philadelphia this coming weekend.  I'm getting tired of traveling but what is pushing me on is the reward of Wawa coffee.  The song that comes to mind is Bryan Adam's, "Everything I Do (I do it for you)".

There's this great radio station from Cleveland that counts on the listener to choose the playlist.  The listeners go online or call in and request the songs to be played.  I like the idea a lot but they never play Christian or jazz or classical or 50s music so I don't really think they should claim that "we play anything".  But I like it and I'm guessing I'm the only listener under 45 years old because they play lots of 70s and 80s rock.  I'm not sure how I know so many of those songs but it's really fun when "We Built This City" comes on.

Well, since I'm blogging I better go for a run now, too.



  

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