The Portrait Gallery

Yesterday was the day we finally got inside the National Portait Gallery. It was really quite terrific. Portraits were divided into groups by time periods,some specific category(entertainment) and a Presidential Area. There were also photos by some well known artists etc. Dana may share more about those areas. We drove to a Metro station and had quick trips in and out. That was enough for one day. Called Dick Grant this am. He said c'mon-up, so we drove up to Havre de Grace. He and Doreen watched as we drove by their home while listening to that Garmin Girl bark in my ear. We now call her the Garmin Bitch. At any rate, we pulled around in the cul-de-sac at the end of the road, and by the time we turned I was talking to Dick on the cell. He guided us in from there. Doreen's son Bob was there. He lives up in Blairstown,NJ, and was visiting for the hokiday and helping get a new computer up and running. Dick and Doreen are doing great and look great. We enjoyed a wonderful lunch with them and good conversation. Dick is busy bidding on new work and major renovations all over the place. Stopped and watched a little Masters. Saw Tiger bogey 17 & 18, but left before Applebee tripled 17. It looked like the wind was going to blow people off the greens. How about Oglivey taking 9 on 15 after an eagle on 13? It certainly seems to favor Tiger on a final 18 in more severe conditions. Like he said, "You can hit great shots and get hosed out there." The weather looks pretty much the same up and down the coast. Where we are, just south of Baltimore, it's cold, windy and gusty, just what they need in Augusta. Survival of the fittest. Froze my butt off cooking pork chops out on the grill, but they came out tasty. Enough. More than enough.