Good Day Sunshine

But friendship is precious, not only in the shade, but in the sunshine of life, and thanks to a benevolent arrangement the greater part of life is sunshine.

Thomas Jefferson

We were in Wilmington, NC over the weekend where we enjoyed some fabulous sunshine. To all of my family and friends up North, please don’t hate us for frolicking around outside in 70 degree weather.

I showed Lucy the basics of softball.

She didn’t understand and just wanted to chase me.

Clay introduced ‘guy humor’ to Weston.

I got some hugs from my sweet little boy.

And Weston enjoyed ‘kicking’ daddy.

We then met my college roommate and her boyfriend for coffee in downtown Wilmington. Here we are our sophomore year of college at a football game. It was great catching up with them and seeing them before we left the East Coast.


After coffee, Clay and I took a walk along the riverfront and then had awonderful dinner at Circa 1922. We enjoyed some tapas, draft beer, sushi (me), and sea scallops (Clay). As for as the tapas, we chose a goat cheese and arugula bruschetta, some English Jack cheddar cheese, and thai chicken. My favorite was the cheese, followed by the bruschetta. The entire meal was absolutely delicious and the atmosphere perfect for date night. I highly recommend checking it out if you’re every in the Wilmington area, you won’t regret it.

And now, back to packing…


Stomping in Georgia

Hola. We’re in Georgia now, where we just said goodbye to my Uncle Mike and Aunt Sue, who are leaving the land of sweet peaches to go back to the frozen tundra known was Michigan. I have mentioned that I am from Michigan, right? Much of my extended family still live therea nd most have even forgiven me for marrying an Ohio boy. Michigan really is a special place, despite what you may have heard about Detroit. The lakes in northern Michigan, the cherries, and the fresh fish all embody the attitude necessary for relaxation and rest. There is nothing like the summers in northern Michigan. Nothing. Even the mosquitos can’t destroy the magic. And the people are pretty cool too. Where else can you find people who (in the middle of making dinner) have a dance party to a live Neil Diamond record. Cherry, Cherry, indeed. Sadly, I was too busy bustin’ a groove to the sweet tunes to capture a picture.

I did, however, manage to get Weston dancing along to a Connie Francis children’s album.  Unfortunately, the only move in Weston’s dance bag is the hillbilly stomp…appropriate for a hoedown but not so much for other genres. Clay and I keep trying to teach him the sprinkler, lawnmower, and the grocery cart but he just continues to stomp. And stomp. So we had a wonderful visit with my parents, Julie, Uncle Mike, Aunt Sue, and Grandma but we’re looking forward to getting back to Raleigh, packing everything up, and beginning the move to Oklahoma. Sooner (get it?) or later, we will finally call Oklahoma home.


Home! Sweet home!

Back from Pennsylvania – We Miss Wawa

We’re back in Raleigh for a couple of days before heading out to Georgia to visit with extended family visiting my parents. We had two showings over the weekend while we were up in West Chester but sadly, no offers (yet). We’re remaining hopeful that the perfect buyer is out there, just salivating at the thought of a house like ours. We lowered the price a bit, just in effort to sell it quickly so we can start the buying process on our (soon to be found) perfect place in Oklahoma. Okay, enough with the real estate talk, let’s move on to our wonderful weekend.

My sister took tons of pictures this weekend but for some unknown reason, her memory card decided to eat the pictures as if it were a patron at the Old County Buffet starting the Atkins Diet the next day. So the only pictures I have to offer are those taken by my iPhone. So no pictures of Weston’s first time sledding. Boo. Oh well, here is just a sliver of what we did…

We saw this pork chop. Such a happy and adorably chubby baby!

We did what most parents do on a Saturday afternoon – take the family toVictory Brewery. In addition to the award winning beer, we also sampled a lot of different food. Talk about delicious. My favorite was the hand-tossed pretzel with mustard and cheese sauce. My mouth is watering just thinking of the pretzel and a pint of HopDevil Ale.

Mikey showed Weston his crib, MTV style.

We went to what just may be one of my favorite boutique stores EVAH. A Taste of Olive. Seriously, if you’re ever in the vicinity of Philadelphia, haul your bottom to West Chester and go to this store. You will NOT be disappointed. There aredozens of vinegars and olive oils on tap for you to sample. Yes, sample. And then you have a salesperson fill a bottle of your choice from the tap. This vinegar lover was in heaven. I wanted to buy fifty million bottles of everything but since we’re moving soon, I limited myself to one bottle of the pineapple balsamic vinegar. I am so excited to try it on a salad! In fact, as I write this post, Clay is out picking up a New York pizza and a fresh garden salad. I can’t wait…pineapple balsamic vinegar, here I come!


We had Sunday Brunch at the Market Street Grill. Yet another meal that exceeded expectations. Clay and I split the Grilled Cheese Eggs Benedict and 3 Blueberry Pancakes. Weston helped himself to both.

Clay finally got to experience Wegmans for himself. Too bad there aren’t any in Lawton, Oklahoma. In fact, Super Walmart and the commissary appear to be my only grocery options out there. Hrmph.

And best of all, I got to see my sister for one last time before we leave the East Coast. Clay took this picture of us as we sat in front of the fire. We hosted a feast of pulled pork sandwiches with homemade (by Clay) BBQ sauce, sweet potato fries, and coleslaw for Mike’s mother and Joe (he of fried turkey fame). We drank a lot of homemade wine, enjoyed Weston and Mikey, and shared many laughs. In other words, a perfect weekend.