{"id":624,"date":"2009-06-25T12:50:23","date_gmt":"2009-06-25T20:50:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.nomadicminds.org\/blogs\/?p=624"},"modified":"2009-06-22T12:51:23","modified_gmt":"2009-06-22T20:51:23","slug":"fathers-day-weekend","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.nomadicminds.org\/blogs\/2009\/06\/fathers-day-weekend\/","title":{"rendered":"Father&#8217;s Day Weekend"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Friday night, June 19th, we picked up the cargo van, and packed it.  Early next morning, Kid and I started the 380-mile journey to her new apartment.  We reached Bakersfield around noon and decided to detour for lunch.  Who would have known?  <i>Golden Bull<\/i> (Greek?) has fine burgers, good chocolate shake, and very interesting fried zucchini.  2:30pm, we started to unload furniture into her apartment.  5pm, drove the empty cargo van for the 2nd load.  8:30pm, finished the 2nd unloading.  I hugged Kid good-bye, drove back to the relative&#8217;s place, showered and crashed into the sack.<\/p>\n<p>Early morning, again, on Father&#8217;s Day, I started drive back to San Jose with iPod as my trip companion and thinking of cool beers.  When Wife asked, &#8220;Where do you want for dinner?&#8221;  I was decision, &#8220;BJ!&#8221;  The other kid taught me a new word <i>hale<\/i>.  &#8220;You are a hale old man to move furniture and drive 16 hours in two days.&#8221;  I think that&#8217;s a compliment.<\/p>\n<div style=\"text-align: center\"><img src=\"http:\/\/www.williams-sonoma.com\/wsimgs\/rk\/images\/p2\/products\/200925\/0002\/img60m.jpg\" border=\"0\"><\/div>\n<p>Ungratefully, I lamented on price of this <i>very<\/i> nice high-end BBQ set they got me:  stylish design, brushed stainless steel, heat-insulated handle, and the <i>gosh-how-much-you-paid-for-this!!!<\/i> shining aluminum box.<br \/>\nMonday morning, again too early, I appreciated the fine workmanship that went into these tools.  I think I will try them this weekend.<\/p>\n<p>The best gifts are those I would never buy myself, and always wanted.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Friday night, June 19th, we picked up the cargo van, and packed it. Early next morning, Kid and I started the 380-mile journey to her new apartment. We reached Bakersfield around noon and decided to detour for lunch. Who would &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.nomadicminds.org\/blogs\/2009\/06\/fathers-day-weekend\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[12],"tags":[237,236],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.nomadicminds.org\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/624"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.nomadicminds.org\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.nomadicminds.org\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.nomadicminds.org\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.nomadicminds.org\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=624"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/www.nomadicminds.org\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/624\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":625,"href":"http:\/\/www.nomadicminds.org\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/624\/revisions\/625"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.nomadicminds.org\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=624"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.nomadicminds.org\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=624"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.nomadicminds.org\/blogs\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=624"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}