The Return of an Old Friend

A year ago, before we started our blog, Harry and I had a visitor. There were a select few (mostly my family) that got emailed pictures and updates about this visitor; however, many of you (both our readers) did not get to see our visitor. To my delight, the visitor is back.


This little bunny, who I will name Hoppy, has come back to visit our peach tree yet again. The reason Hoppy makes me so happy (what a pun) is because I love bunnies (as any of my relatives, close friends, or students can tell you). Last year Hoppy visited every night and even got so bold as to stand up on his hind legs to pick peaches off the tree. To Hoppy's dismay, the tree is bigger this year and he cannot reach the peaches. This means tomorrow I will be picking a peach or two off the tree to put at the base for Hoppy to eat.


Joey and Phoebe also love Hoppy's visits, as is evidenced by this picture. If you will notice, you cannot even see Joey's tail because he is so happy to see Hoppy.


Hoppy last year (June 2006). Notice the ties on the smaller peach tree.

Alive After Five

Last night Harry and I met a couple of friends downtown for Charlotte's Center City Alive After Five, an event held in downtown Charlotte every Thursday evening with live bands. Last night Alive After Five featured Who's Bad?... a Michael Jackson tribute band. The band was good, and we got to hear some classic Michael including Thriller, Billie Jean, and Smooth Criminal. We even got to see a heavily intoxicated man get dragged off the stage.


Here you see Harry and I enjoying the concert. Please forgive the picture quality, it was taken on my phone.

Happy Father's Day

Yesterday was Father's Day and we spent the day celebrating with the Thompson's. The whole fam drove up here for a large dinner. We even managed to get a good picture of everybody together. (It was tough getting Laura to leave the house in the SCORCHING heat; and look, she didn't melt!)



We did not get to spend Father's Day with my dad because he and my mom are on their way to Maine... lucky ducks! Happy Father's Day to all dads!

A Night with the Knights

Tonight, Harry and I traveled south to Knights Castle... a.k.a Charlotte's minor league baseball team. They were playing the damn Yankees, not the band, but the minor league team from Scranton/Wilkes-Barre. Unfortunately, the Knights lost 2-3. Harry and I still ended up having a great time.


Here we are before leaving for the game. You can't tell by the picture but Harry was freaking out because we only allowed 1 hour to get to the game and buy tickets. (By the way... we had plenty of time to get to the game and get to our seats.)


We saw this AWESOME lady in line while waiting to get tickets. We are pretty sure that she is wearing jammies, with a nautical flag theme. It was awesome. Also, notice the shout out to Clemson on the guy's shirt next to her!


This is one of the Knights mascots... a girl dragon. She also has a beau, a male dragon named Homer.


Here you see the Knights up to bat.


Harry and I enjoying the game.


Now, although Task Force Scrunchie has seemed to have disbanded, I am still rooting out those who still abuse the 80's fashion trend. This scrucnchie, on the woman sitting directly in front of me, is special. It is made of PEARLS and has a black ribbon tied around it. What are, not just consumers, but manufacturers thinking?!?!?!


Our evening ended with fireworks. I can't wait till the 4th of July!!!

Summer Is Here!

Today is my first official day of summer vacation! Yea!! I woke up late (8:45), went for a run, lunch with friends, and a little shopping. I LOVE summer time! In addition to having free time to do whatever I want, our gardens are in full bloom and looking beautiful. Check out our day lilies in the back yard.



In an unrelated, yet funny, note... My friends from work and I went out to get some drinks after work at a place I will not name (they do have dollar beers on Wednesday). I got carded, which rarely ever happens anymore, but I am under 30 so that's ok. Now, the waitresses at this establishment are not known for being the brightest crayons in the box, but they can usually handle bringing you a beer. When I got carded, the Einstein that was waiting on us took at least a minute looking at my ID, even checking to see if it had a hologram. Then, in a very nasty tone, told me my ID looked nothing like me and wanted to know if I knew my drivers license number. I told her no, and asked who on Earth memorized the DL number. She then told me that she would NOT serve me without another form of ID. I was outraged! I was the oldest person at the table and this server just called me a liar to my face! So, I asked her, in a not so nice tone, if she was joking and I started to empty my wallet. I started with my credit cards and then even produced my marriage certificate! Finally, after me blowing my stack, she handed me my ID back, told me it still didn't look anything like me, and asked me what I wanted to drink. Needless to say, she transferred us to another server after the entire table of about 12 friends proceeded to ask in disbelief if that just happened.



You decide... am I the 26 year old pictured in the drivers license, or am I a 20 year old trying to drink illegally?

Welcome Home Clay!

We know nothing can make up for our lack of posting lately, but we thought Clay's return from Afghanistan was a good reason to jump back on the wagon (or is it off?...whichever one means blogging again). To celebrate Clay's arrival back in the states, we each created a picture. Meredith went the more traditional route with a hand-crafted sign and photo-luminescent Army shirt:

Alternatively, I chose the road less traveled and opted to use my graphic communications background to create an arguably more heartwarming photo. Nothing says "welcome home" like red gingham and Elmo!


Either way, we're glad you're home Clay. Hope to see you soon!