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Cars, Dogs, Friends, Kids

We headed to Ocean City Friday evening, thinking that the ride would be a breeze. After all, it's October! No one's going to the beach now!


Between the Renaissance Festival in Crownsville and the Boat Show in Annapolis and all the people who were not going to the beach, traffic crawled all the way to the Severn River, when everyone finally realized that they could go more than 25 miles an hour.

We did have a mission: to see SonnyeBoy, even though he was working the 5 pm to 3 am shift.

We also had a secondary mission: to meet up with the lovely and talented Stephanie, who was spending the weekend in Rehoboth Beach. Stephanie and I have been reading each other since 2002; I believe she was the very first person who signed my guestbook, back in the days before blogs and comments.

We did not realize that we were heading into the Land of Special Theme Weekends.

First off, it was the fall Cruisin' Weekend in Ocean City, which means that the town is chock full of very fast and very loud cars, like this one:


There were Ponies and 'Cudas, bitchin' Camaros (Rallye Sports and Z28s), Bel Airs, GTOs, souped-up Model Ts, lime green Chargers, screamin' yellow Vettes, and Arrest-Me Red Shelby Cobras.

In fact, we saw a whole nest of Shelby Cobras zooming up Coastal Highway! Now those are some niiiiiice machines.

As we rolled into Dewey Beach, just south of Rehoboth, we noticed a woman walking an elegant greyhound. Then we saw another woman walking a pair of greyhounds. All of a sudden the street with lousy with greyhounds!

Yep, it was Greyhound Rescue Weekend in Rehoboth and Dewey. I swear, that beach has gone to the dogs. (Bada bing!)

We got to Nicola's Pizza (best pizza on the Delmarva Peninsula) right at 1:00, walked in, and were directed to the back. We actually weren't sure that Stephanie would be there -- she wasn't sure of her schedule and we forgot to exchange cell phone numbers. (D'oh!)

But as we rounded the corner, there she was, coming toward me! Big hugs ensued -- I feel like I've known her forever. It was so cool!! We sat, ate, gabbed, ate, yakked, drank, gossiped... just like we'd been doing it for years. In a way, I guess we have! Stephanie got to meet Joe, and I got to meet her beautiful daughter Rebecca.

Our time together was too short, but very sweet. Well, except for the fact that Stephanie still thinks Jughead belongs to her. Hmmph. Just because she wore his button!

Stephanie and Rebecca

We got home and chilled for the rest of the afternoon. We considered a walk to the beach, but it was annoyingly hot and humid, and the land breeze meant there would be flies.

Soon it was time for the Caps game! And they blanked the Hurricanes, 2-0! C-A-P-S CAPS! CAPS! CAPS!

Oh sorry, excuse me.

And what of SonnyeBoy? Yes! We did have a chance for a good visit. Not long enough, of course, but a good visit nonetheless. It's hard to believe that he'll be 26 on Tuesday -- a grown man, but still (and always) my little boy.