St. George: Part Three

St. George: Part Three

Jake was so funny at the beach house. Well, I guess he’s always funny. Whenever anybody accidentally cussed, Jake would repeat it, with a big, merry grin on his face: “Ooh, you said ‘sh!+’! Mommy, Rob said ‘sh!+’! Stop cussing, Rob!” he’d say.

St. George: Part Two

St. George: Part Two

Kris and Jake have the cutest, closest relationship. They’re like an old married couple, always together and  always kind of getting on each other’s nerves. Several times they were seen walking side by side on the beach, happily bickering, both rolling their eyes, Jake making air quotes. Jake is such a drama queen.

St. George: Part One

St. George: Part One

This weekend my family and I took a trip to St. George Island, just about an hour and a half away from home. We stayed in a beach house and rented bicycles and collected sand dollars and wore flip-flops and ate too much birthday cake and had a great old time.

St. Augustine: A Few More Tidbits

St. Augustine: A Few More Tidbits

I want to tell you just a bit more about our last night in St. Augustine, what a jolly madhouse it was in our little beach house. Bunny and I sat around together trying to remind each other of old Christmas memories, things the other 

St. Augustine: Day Two

St. Augustine: Day Two

On our second full day in St. Augustine the weather finally started to warm up, and I was so glad. That first night we were there, Sunday night, I had felt so sad when we passed the historic district all lit up with Christmas lights; 

St. Augustine: Day One

St. Augustine: Day One

The day after Christmas my family (Kris, Phil, Sophie, Jake, Bun, Matt, and Mom) and I took a trip to St. Augustine and stayed in a cute little coral-colored beach house. It was bitter cold when we arrived on Sunday afternoon, and I was worried 

Mule Day and More

Mule Day and More

On Saturday Mom, Kris, Bun, Rob, and I went to Mule Day in Calvary, Georgia, a tiny town (population: 200) just about half an hour north of Quincy. Mule Day is one of my favorite festivals.

Once Upon a Time in New Orleans

Once Upon a Time in New Orleans

Okay, I confess I’m back into the 2008 journals. This time I’ve been reading about the trip that Mom, Bun, Kris, Sophie, and I took to New Orleans in July. Sophie was only seven then, and we all loved to tease her and she loved 

Antiquing in Quitman

Antiquing in Quitman

On Saturday Rob, Mom, Kris, Sophie, and I went antiquing in Quitman, Georgia, a small town about an hour and a half from Quincy. It was a brilliant day in Quitman, so bright and sunny.