eating in real life

If you read my last post no I haven't really then I am happy to say I can cross # 10 off my list of haven't done's!
     
        10. I have never met any of my blog friends person yet!  But I'm hopeful :)

I received an e-mail from my friend Jenn over at the blog so this is love on Friday night. She was wondering how close I lived to Richmond and if I want to get together with her and her husband Casey Sunday morning for breakfast.  If you're familiar with Jenn and Casey they've been traveling around the country on a month long vacation together with Jenn's Mom and their dog Skeeter. I was so glad to hear they were around my area and we quickly made arrangements to meet.

Anyhoo, this morning was their final stop on a months long journey thru the country and we (my hubby and I) got to share a meal with them. We arrived a bit early at the restaurant to make sure we'd get a table being Sunday morning and all. Have I mentioned there aren't any real diners around here? A fact that my husband has grumbled about many times over the years.

My husband cracks me up sometimes, he wanted to know how I was going to know who they were if I'd never met them. Umm! Do you kinda get the idea he never reads blogs? That would be mine included so I don't really think he gets the whole friendship- pictures- flow of information that goes on between us bloggers. Anyway he may not read my blog but he must listen when I talk (there is hope ladies) because I didn't even get my bottom in the seat and he said "Jen there's a woman with a Maine sweat shirt walking thru the parking lot," and it was Jenn with Casey at her side.

Jenn & Jen

Did you ever just meet a couple and on the spot know that you liked them? I did today. Jenn and Casey are genuinely nice people. Did I mention we had breakfast together? he he! We talked over breakfast about their travels, our travels chit chatted about our lives. But what's truly interesting is our common life paths as northerners who have made the move south. And although their southern journey is new and ours began long ago, you know what? I think that their life is going to be great down here.

I really do ya'll..

our attempted break in-country style

Tonight after my husband and I finished our dinner we went off to our respective computers. His is out in the den, it's a desk-top. And mine is a lap-top which I usually use while sitting on the couch while the TV drones on in the back round. Have you noticed how bad TV is lately?

All of the sudden I heard this rustling noise by the deck, my husband went out to investigate.....nothing. It almost sounded as if someone had banged against the furniture on the deck. We were curious but found nothing. Maybe a stray dog or cat? After a quick investigation which resulted in finding nothing we went back all was forgotten.

A few hours later I heard this God awful banging, the den door was closed so Bill didn't hear it but it sounded as if someone was bashing against the duct work under the house. Let's not go into the fact that Bill needs to get his hearing checked, that's another story!  Now I'm thinking to myself, if these are burglars they are dumb as dirt since we have a crawl space not a basement! And frankly we have a bazillion guns since hubby's a gun collector so they'd be making a really really big mistake picking this house.


This time however we did find the culprits trying to break into the crawlspace door and making quite the racket doing it.  I'm thinking their intention was for a night of romance out of the rain and cold. They had a bit more hair and much sharper teeth than the average criminal! As it turns out it was a pair of Opossums, they are nasty little suckers. And the last thing I need is a mating pair taking up family life under my house.

This type of thing is occurring more and more often since a timber company came in and removed about a square mile of trees on a property closely neighboring ours. I swear I don't understand what people are thinking when they clear cut like that.


Tomorrow Bill will put some type of tasty morsel in our 'have a heart trap' and see what we can do about relocating these two to another location, preferably not near my house or anyone else's for that matter.