I’m finding myself in the most interesting of dilemmas. I have so much swirling around in my head, it would seem that I have hundreds (or at least several) of posts to write on topics that I’m sure would enrapture you. Yet, I can’t seem to formulate the words. Or I think better of it and don’t even begin the typing process.
While I wrestle with myself this week I’m going to provide you with at least something to look at. I’m going to tell you what fun we had this weekend whether you want to read about it or not.
Vicki’s Pleasure Post On What Fun We Had This Weekend
My Gratuitous Photo Essay on the Gold & White (w/a splash of blue) Weekend
As I mentioned on Friday we headed to Atlanta. Our express purpose was to root for Ga Tech, live in the stadium. We were also able to hang out with some really close friends and reunite/make the acquaintance of some past/future really close friends (I’ll explain myself).
John & Cher were once again willing to open up their house to our family. We tend to breeze through about once a year and pillage and destroy spend some quality time together. Usually there is a game of Siedler (Settlers) involved, but we were busy with sports this year. On Saturday, before we headed out to watch the GA Tech Yellow Jackets, we first watched the Yellow Jackets of Forsyth County little league. Here is their favorite fan:
Favorite Fan stayed with a babysitter after this first game and we ventured on to do our best at willing GA Tech to victory over Duke. Here we are kissing Buzz for good luck:
Oh wait, that was just me doing the kissing. Which one of you is actually surprised? (I picked the nose of a lion statue in Munich before so kissing a bee is no big deal.) The kissing must have worked because GA Tech won. 27-0. A resounding victory I must say. Thank you GA Tech for actually passing the ball a couple of times. Your passing game is much better than you realize, and whether you want to admit it or not, the other team will stop you most of the time if you keep trying that run down the middle of the field thing. At least they don’t have Reggie B@ll anymore. Oops.
Here are two of the great Atlanta Institutions:
Thanks for that pic, Cher! Whether you meant to or not that’s great juxtaposition. And neither Du nor John can confirm or deny knowing anything about removing one of those “T”s “back in the day”… (don’t ever ask them about the Margaret Mitchell house).
After the game we hung out by the Delt house while Zach grilled us some mighty spicy wursts and a delish filet mignon on the tiniest grill I’ve ever seen. Unfortunately I don’t have a picture of this. Too bad, because you’d be amazed at how much meat fit on this thing. While we were noshing the kids were busy exploring:
Not a real firetruck anymore. Some Delts bought it in Chesterfield (where is that?) and drove it down here. It was already yellow. I’d say that was a pretty good purchase.
When I was hanging out at the Delt house, back in the day, I never in a million years thought I’d see our kids climbing on a tree right outside. And there they are. What change time brings.
Sunday morning we rose bright and early to meet up with Zach and his very pregnant wife, Eva. This was our first time meeting Eva and we definitely hope it’s not the last. Zach, Du & John (in order of appearance) were really good friends in college and it would be great to get them together more often now that we live a little closer (if only for a year).
The breakfast was followed by church and then a quick lunch to say goodbye until next time!
I love this picture. I think I want it blown up to poster size, or life size or something.