It was nice to be in a different climate for a few days, breaking up the weirdly hot and sweaty December days we've had in Florida. Cloudy, cool, and rainy was actually refreshing. Plus, it forced us into indoor activities like this awesome trampoline center.
Taylor Swift on the loud speakers, foam pits, trampolines everywhere. This place was paradise! The moms loved doing old cheerleading jumps with us, and the dads loved lunch at the local craft beer brewery next door.
We've decided that the renaissance happening in Chattanooga is great- it's turning up cool Colorado mountain style architecture. And transforming all the men into lumbersexual bearded Avett brother clones.
We got to spend a little time with Mawmaw. She'll be 93 next month, and sassy as ever. She remembers lots of details and stories from her past, but has a hard time remembering new things. Mom says that's normal when your brain is over 90, so we just have to smile and nod when she tells us she likes Marmee's coconut macaroons for the fifth time. It makes her feel happy to have somebody to talk to, even if she forgets stuff sometimes.
At dinner Mom tried to pump her for juicy details of her courtship with Pawpaw in the 1930s. All she would say is that she liked him because he was funny, and there was a trail of broken hearts among the other girls when he chose to marry her over them. Mom showed me her favorite picture of my great grandfather. He was a gentle, quiet dairy farmer, and his animals loved him.
Then we had a nice laugh at her second grade school picture.
Our visit was too short, but packed with good times.
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