Roller Skatin', and Frankly, Waitin'

Okay, so nothing much is going on if I have to check in with news of my new roller skates. They're the four-wheelin' kind, unlike Wini's ultra chic Barbie inline skates. Mom advised me to find somewhere flat with a railing the first time I tried them out. It's been, oh, twenty-five years or so since I've been on roller skates, so that's a fair warning. But still, where do you find a flat paved area with a railing?

We couldn't think of such a spot, but we remembered that down at the port of Redwood City there's a walking path with little rest areas that are large circular plazas. Surrounding the open area is a waist-high wall imprinted with information about wetland birds and fish. It's kind of like an ice rink where you can hold onto the wall. So playing it safe, I didn't put on my skates until I was in the wall-clinging zone. It took me a little while, but I was getting my skate legs in about a half hour.

Okay, I'll admit it: we're pretty much just waiting to hear that Emma, Walter, Allie and Toby have landed in California. Even though we won't be down in Redondo until another week, we can't wait to see them!