i’ve been a bit out of touch here because i’ve been very much in touch with real life. my dear friends ben rachel steve and noah came to pay me a visit in this new town of mine. and i had a deliriously delightful time. they arrived just after i had finished up with the conference (which went very well) and i was immediately thankful that i had the type of friends who don’t get ansy sitting around the television. because as much as i am enjoying myself in jackson, it’s not exactly a tourist destination. and that didn’t stop me for thinking that i was the main attraction.
all i wanted to do was take advantage of rachel’s keen tjmaxx eye. we bought the same dress. it was magical like the traveling pants. i think we look like the creepy twins in the shining. no one looked.
we got out of the house eventually during a degrassi break. we slapped on our swimsuits, got some snacks, and spent some time at the pool. rachel had trouble with the inflatables this weekend. not only did she find a gaping hole in her air mattress, but within 45 seconds of riding on this raft she managed to deflate it.
the best that downtown jackson has to offer in terms of entertainment. there was also a large jar of pickles, rachel’s lost essentials, george carlin, fried chicken, full beds and full hearts. i was sad to see them go, but i was left with a cactus and a noah to keep me company.
i dragged my loyal companion noah around with me for another week. to the pool with chaz, to kareoke, to pub quiz. this is us at a lovely 4th of july picnic at a restored home from before the civil war. there was a lovely band there that played not only fish gotta swim and birds gotta fly but i love paris! i danced around. noah was a good sport. and he made me a picnic lunch with a lot of sweet potatoes in honor of the rachels.
amanda and i wore our garden party dresses. old men with big cameras thought she was a better dancer than noah. i kind of agree. don’t tell noah.
there were lots of children. noah said it was the most civilized 4th of july event he had ever attended. i agree.
but the 4th wouldn’t be the 4th without hot dogs. and beer. lots of beer. and what better place to enjoy them? the great outdoors! so we went camping.
noah and i went on a stroll on the Natchez Trace, the oldest/historic/preserved trade route? something old and cool and outdoors that he may or may not have appreciated more than i did.
you can’t tell all that well, but megan and i are underneath a waterfall! !!!.. !
this was a church is part of the Rocky Springs ghost town. it had a creepy recording. “you there.. on the hill.. church of god.. youre people have left you, but they are buried close”
kemper made kebobs. kebabs? i adore the beer cozy.
here amanda and dan are miming “beer and hot dog overload”
this was our interpretation.
josh and megan made a kick ass fire. thank goodness we stopped at the side of the road to pick up that prime firewood. unfourtunatly we ran out of kindling pretty quickly. when the boys went off the graveyard she shouted “if you don’t come back with log you are all dead to me!”
we sat around the fire and sang songs. i may or may not have prompted the game with the word and the songs that have the word in it. my favorite was winter wonderland because i always appreciate a good christmas carol. josh wouldn’t let us go to sleep until we had finished all the beer. i wouldn’t go to sleep until we sang debbie friedman.
so overall it has been a totally tubular few weeks with friends of silver and gold. but it certainly feels good to have this big bed all to myself to type away to some of you.