Cars and more cars

We took a little day trip to New Hampshire on Sunday. We had originally planned it as a weekend excursion-driving through the White Mountains- visiting the The Flume and some caves but we were all pretty wiped from the the first full week of school- I am not use to working 5 days a week- even if it is mother’s hours so we dropped that idea and just decided to do a day trip on Sunday. 

This freed up Saturday which allowed the boys to go to a car show after soccer. The boys {Erik, his dad and Alec} love car shows. Me? Meh. Not really my thang.

Saturday night we went into Portland for dinner. Ahhh…remember the days we Erik and I would get out of work and meet each other or friends in-town for drinks and dinner? It was second nature- akin to breathing. Now…I am blogging about it because it seems like a big deal. And it was just bar food.

And Sunday…we drove back roads to Loudon – New Hampshire Speedway so Erik could do the ride along that his sisters had given him as a 40th birthday present. The back roads were filled with pretty scenery. We did not allow Alec to watch a movie on the way there and forced him to socialized with us. He thought it was painful. ;)It really wasn’t clear where to go and it was a little discerning when you had to drive under the track into the pit area. Cars zooming over your head. Erik then signed his life away and got suited up.  In a testament to living in one place too long, and even though it was a few hours away from home, I actually ran into someone I use to work with at the bank. It was a happy reunion as we had spent several years working very closely together. We chit-chatted and caught up while waiting for the fun to happen.

 

Alec and I were pretty happy it was the M&M car because it’s chocolate and we always cheer for chocolate. I think Alec was pretty nervous because he was pretty silent during most of it. He knew Erik was going to go very fast and I think it was just too scary. Erik did 2 laps and then they came back- they had to change a tire and then he got to go back out for more. I think they went 140-150MPH.

And then it was done.

I think someone enjoyed themselves…don’t you?

 

We stopped here on out way home.

Alec ate no meat. There was pig on the sign afterall.

Most notably while we were there – Alec got his hand slammed in the car door. And I mean slammed. The entire door shut –ON HIS FINGERS. You should have heard the scream. I thought for sure we were on our way to the hospital. Lucky for us- a little ice and a movie on the way home and it was all better.  Phew!