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SoBo Lucky Strikes

Good news! We managed to track down our digital camera which is great because now we don’t have to buy a new one and can proudly bring you video of our wine bottle bowling in South Boston, VA.

Our house in SoBo had a pretty long stretch from the dining room to the end of the living room. When we saw the space (and our lack of furniture to fill it!) in addition to the wood floors we knew there was one perfect use for it: bowling. We had brought a case of wine with us on the move so we figured the best way to come up with pins for the game was to polish off ten bottles. This ended up taking us the entire duration of our 13 week stay due to the fact that we were by ourselves most of the time and usually away on the weekends. The morning that we were moving out we finally pulled it all together and took some video for everyone to enjoy.

It was a pretty competitive game with a fair share of gutter balls like the one I demonstrated very nicely in the posted clip.  This wraps up our stay in South Boston and we’re now looking forward to the next stop on our adventure: Houston, TX.

Amanda’s job there doesn’t start until August 17 so we are traveling around and couch surfing our buns off until then. Right now we’re on the last leg of an excursion covering North Carolina, DC, New York, and Boston. We’ll have plenty of stories and pictures later in the week to cover everything we’ve been doing on this trip so check back in soon.

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SoBo By the Numbers

We’ve moved out of SoBo and will be floating around to various places over the next month and a half until Amanda’s Houston job begins. This will probably be the last post about SoBo unless we can track down our digital camera and post the videos we took of us bowling in our living room. In any event, here is a description of our time in South Boston, VA by the numbers:

  • SoBo Population: 8,491
  • Tornadoes survived: 2
  • Mouse body count: 1
  • Percentage of SoBo vehicles that are trucks: 75% (conservative estimate)
  • Quantity of brass balls sighted dangling from F150s: one pair
  • NASCAR Speedways: 1
  • Trips to the town dump: 8
  • Price of evening movie ticket: $5.50 (or two tickets free with purchase of $20 in food at the bar next door)
  • Weekends spent in SoBo: 2 (out of 13)
  • Trips to roller skating rink: 0
  • Friends made: 1 (Cheers to the hilarious Debi Duckett!)
  • Average miles per week put on the Camry: 700
  • Roadkill sightings per 30 miles: 16 +/-5
  • Puppies rescued: 2
  • Price of La Fin du Monde beer: $4.95
  • Ticks found in bed: 2
  • Speeding tickets: 2
  • Parking tickets: 0 (this is impressive seeing as though Amanda was averaging 1 per week in Arlington)
  • Average temperature of our rental house: (a balmy) 88 degrees

So long SoBo!

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Winding Down the SoBo Grind

Our first travel rotation is moving into its final leg. Nine weeks are down and there are only four more to go. We’ve settled into a groove in which we travel every weekend, return home exhausted, grind out the coming week, and repeat it all over again. In the past month we’ve visited my parents’ retirement home in North Carolina for Mothers’ Day, traveled to Virginia Beach for a weekend in the sun, made it back to DC for a wedding, and finished out strong in the Poconos at what is arguably the best party of any year: the Felins Memorial Day blowout.

You stay classy South Boston!

Each weekend has been a whirlwind of travel and good times, an interesting juxtaposition to our weekly SoBo life. During the week we usually stay home and relax because there isn’t much nightlife.  I cook most weeknights because the restaurants are not exactly plentiful and we can only eat at the nice place in town so many times without wearing it out. As someone who is enamored with ethnic food like Indian, Thai, or Pho I’ve personally found the lack of food diversity and quality dining options to be the toughest adjustment to life in the sticks. Living in the country has been pleasant but at this point Amanda and I are longing for a place with a little more going on. We’re both high-octane, ADD people and the middle of nowhere is not exactly where we belong. To this point we’ve been getting by just fine but we’re about ready to mosey on out of here.

That’s why the next few weeks are so exciting even if they are a little stressful. The search for Amanda’s next job placement has been gathering steam quickly and there’s several options on the table at this point. I don’t want to get into specifics right now because I’m mildly incredibly superstitious about jinxing opportunities.  We’ll put it all out there as soon as a decision is final.

I’d like to take this opportunity to throw out two congratulations. First, to Rob and Michelle who were recently engaged. Also, to Doug and Stephany who were married one week ago. Their wedding was a blast and we were honored to be there even if it meant hanging out with a bunch of Notre Dame grads. Apologies for Amanda throwing my drink on the floor after becoming overly excited about the DJ’s selection of ‘Sweet Caroline’. I’m still a little salty that they were not introduced as ‘Mr. & Dr. Small.’ Steph didn’t get her PhD for nothing and I think it’s wrong to just ignore it. All kidding aside, congratulations and best wishes.

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“Give me one!”- There is a resident that has officially taken over my nickname “DeManda.” All during mealtimes, tv time, anytime, this particular gemstone of an 80+ year old demands things of me in the loudest, most monotone voice I’ve ever heard! (Similar to this.) She loves to yell “Give me one!” or “I want one” and will keep yelling until I decipher what particular thing she wants and have safely delivered it to her clutches. Typically her demands are in reference to a new bowl of cereal, a spoon, or a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Most humorously, DeManda often yells, “I want a lollipop!” I have no idea what her affinity for lollipops is all about but, I can honestly say that she is single-handedly keeping the Dum Dum lollipop business recession-proof! On this particular day, one of the volunteers, Bill, came in with his puppy, Daisy. The residents love when the little dogs come to the nursing home and especially when Bill puts the dogs in their laps to get a great arthritic pet-job. Often times, Bill will give the residents treats to give to the dogs. DeManda naturally demanded a dog treat to give to Daisy and after Bill gave it to her, he turned to chat with me about one thing or another. When we turned around, we caught denture-less DeManda vigorously chomping away at the imitation bacon bonanza!  I should have known better. When asked how it was, Demanda reported,”it was delicious” in her scary yell-talk voice.

Black M.F.- One of the residents on my caseload has had multiple strokes (5+). He is also in the late stages of dementia (GDS = 7 for you Global Deterioration Scale users) and is predominantly nonverbal. He requires total nursing care, meaning he is bed-bound with very limited mobility. Despite his limited mobility and seemingly nonverbal characteristics, he sure gets his point across by yelling a bunch of nonsense syllables towards me when I come in to feed him his feast of a pureed diet with pudding thick liquid. After I position him as upright as possible to make him safe for eating, things really heat up and he yells sweet-nothings at me consisting of calling me an S.O.B. Sometimes if I’m really lucky, he’ll call me an M.F.S.O.B. (Who’s jealous of my serene work environment?) I’m pretty much unphased by it. I’m actually impressed that the guy can get anything out, given the number of strokes he’s had! Recently he has started calling me a black M.F. which is confusing for everyone! Well, one day he was really going to town swearing at me, so I remembered what my boss said about some study that reports patients with dementia really enjoying music, most notably songs such as, “Take me out to the Ballgame” and “You are my Sunshine.” I want everyone to know right now that if I get dementia I want everyone singing “Roll Out the Barrel” at my bedside in true Milwaukee-form!  Tapping into my inner Glee fan, I started singing “You are my sunshine” to him and to my surprise he starting singing with me! He has a really cute voice when he isn’t swearing at me! I loved it!

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SoBo Digs

We finally got around to taking and posting some pictures of our home in SoBo. It is glorious, bow before its beauty! All the photos that we take on this journey are going to have a home our new Flickr account and you can also find each individual album through a link on our photos page. You can check out the SoBo house album by clicking the picture to the left.

Also, I shot a video tour of the entire place which you can check out on YouTube right here. The video was pretty large so I cut it in half for easier loading. The second part should automatically load after the first one finishes. If you have motion sickness problems you might want to avoid this video.

Now that you’ve gotten a view of our palatial estate, who’s first in line to come visit?

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