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witting.lea

"witting" is the present participle of "wit". "lea" is my name. together they make "witting.lea". the word wittingly defined is...

1. Aware or conscious of something.

2. Done intentionally or with premeditation; deliberate.

3. Information obtained and passed on; news.

may all the content found here live up to that definition...


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the burgh, day 2...

August 12, 2009

we were going to visit the zoo on this day, but it was overcast and rainy and so we ended up just kind of doing some other things...

like visiting some of my best friends in pittsburgh named IKEA and h&m.

aah. i love those long lost friends. thank you rainy day.

and i loved walking around downtown pittsburgh. and i really loved stopping at primanti’s and eating yummy pittsburgh sandwiches. and i adored that they were HUGE sandwiches that include slaw and fries ON the sandwich. 

i have an enchantment with sandwiches larger than my head. i have a great passion for any food item larger than my head. perhaps that is why my rear end is larger than my head. that is an issue for another day...

we also did a little visiting of adam’s home town, oakmont. i cannot believe that they don’t have some kind of statue of him there in that place. he was kind of a big deal (at least that is the sense that i get from the stories that he tells...) we saw the house of every friend he ever had. every lawn he mowed. every street where the police chased him on his bike...

we also visited his childhood church. where he was an acolyte. that makes me laugh sometimes. you kind of have to know him to think that is funny. like know him like those police that chased him on his bike knew him.

we met adam’s dad and his wife, vonnie, for dinner overlooking the city. then we went down and back up on the incline (a train kind of thing that they used to use to get steel and coal up and down from mt. washington). now they use them to get people up and down. gorgeous views especially because we were there at sunset. 

then onto the hotel. which would be the first night at the REAL hotel because adam had cancelled our reservations for the first night because he forgot to look at the calendar and thought we were arriving a day later than we actually arrived. nothing like a 9 hour drive with three kids and arriving around 9 p.m. (and not having eaten dinner) only to be told that we have no reservation for that night and that they are booked and EVERY hotel nearby is booked. we finally found an olive garden with wifi to eat and search for a hotel that would take us... and we did find one. 45 minutes away and don’t ask for me to wax eloquent about the state of that hotel. or about how two of our kids slept in chairs that night. because that would not be happy talk... 

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