To camp this host, we all would sup together, And drink carouses to the next day's fate,

June 26, 2011

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We camped out at the state park last night with Rebecca & Jamie.



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mmmm, bacon

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Mel did a good job gathering and chopping wood.

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On a Roll

June 25, 2011

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When Mel gets going, there's no stopping her. My idea was to line the small grassy area on the side of our house with bricks. Nope, that wasn't enough. Mel liked it so much, we had to

go

all

the

way

around

the

house

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Hey You

June 24, 2011



One more awesome thing about Due Date. In addition to us being in the same location as a scene in the movie, THERE IS PINK FLOYD IN THIS FILM!!!! I almost flipped out when I heard the first three notes of this song. I immediately knew this was going to be epic. I've seen A LOT of movies, and I've only heard a Pink Floyd song in one other (The Departed).

Five Star scene and one of my all time favortes


Random Picture Friday -- The Smoothest of Operators

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You know those pictures of Barack Obama in college? Well, this picture of my dad rocks just like that.

Turtle Tracks

June 19, 2011

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I grilled some BBQ chicken for the Wightman group today for the holiday. The kids had a good time around the pond.

...and the Winner is

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I Feel Summer Creepin' In

June 18, 2011



"Mary Jane's Last Dance" on the Garden City Pier

And the Storybook Comes to a Close. Gone Are the Ribbons and Bows.

June 17, 2011

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Random Picture Friday

early eighties

I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before


Man, I miss those days

Pretty Braids

June 16, 2011

I love it. Mel should braid her hair more often.

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Darling Won't You Ease My Worried Mind?

June 15, 2011

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The Faces of Stella

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She kept calling the Moon "Baw".

Bustin' Five Knots, Wind Whipping Out My Coat

June 14, 2011

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Cruising the Waccamaw River on a pontoon. Thanks Alan!

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Have a Coke and a Smile

June 13, 2011

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Maily took over Mel's hat and Coke

Ice Cream in June

June 12, 2011

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Ice cream at the Yum Yum Shop

Seaborne Popcorn

June 11, 2011

Jiffy Pop at the beach



Random Picture Friday

June 10, 2011

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Avoid Beach Realty in Garden City, South Carolina

June 8, 2011

MadOn June 7, 2011, my family and I were renting a beach house in Garden City. We were looking for another house to rent for our next trip, and five of us walked up to a property offered by Beach Realty.

One of us went into Beach Realty's office (which is across the street from the property we were interested in) and obtained a key from an agent inside to look around. I knew others in my family would like to see the house, so I called them over. I took the elevator to the ground level to meet them.

Seven more members of my family walked up from the beach and rinsed the sand off of their feet like normal, courteous people would do. I attempted to open the elevator door (which I just left), but it appeared to be stuck, so I pulled forcefully on the door several times. When I realized it was magnetically locked, I stopped.

The next moment, an agent from Beach Realty walked across the street to us rapidly and belligerently firing off successive questions without attempting to give us a chance to answer.

Here is how the nearly one-sided encounter went:

"What are you doing?"
"What are you doing to my house?"
"What are you doing to my house?"
"What are you doing to my house?"
"How would you like it if I came to your house and jerked on the door?"
"How would you like it if I came to your house and jerked on the door?"
"How would you like it?"
"How would you like it if I came to your house and jerked on the door?"
"You're up here using my water, yanking on my door..."

I was finally able to talk over him loudly enough to let him know we had the key, and were viewing the house. During our entire encounter, he maintained a belligerent tone. He said, "That was one guy, I wasn't expecting a herd of people."

Condescendingly being described as a herd is derogatory. In Beach Realty's own brochure, the house is listed as "accommodates 26". At this point, there were 12 of us at the house. So, the agent's derogatory use of the word "herd" is indefensible.

The agent walked away unapologetically.

I completely understand the agent's concern for the property, but belligerence towards customers is a no-no. Aside from the fact that we were potential renters, you just don't talk to people like that, especially if they are in your city spending money and your business revolves around tourism. In a matter of 30 seconds, our level of interest in the house went from probable to being proponents of an all-out boycott of the entire Beach Realty company.

The agent's belligerent attitude cost Beach Realty money--bottom line. Avoid this company.



Random Picture Friday

June 3, 2011

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Farewell the Neighing Steed and the Shrill Trump

June 1, 2011

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5th grade graduation

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Farewell the neighing steed and the shrill trump,
The spirit-stirring drum, th'ear-piercing fife,
The royal banner, and all quality,
Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war!

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