My parents live out in the sticks.
We started with a little fishing. The men and kids. Not me. I don't really do worms, or fish or yucky pond water.
|Trent and Brad and their BIG fish.|
|Alaurie was convinced you had to sing the Barney fishing song to catch a fish. It seemed to work.|
|Is Papa teaching Braden to fish or is Braden showing Papa how it's done?|
|Audrie caught a fish but refused to touch it. That's my girl!|
|My brother was supposed to take a picture of mom and me. Being the great photographer that he is, he cut mom's head off.|
|When the family gets together I have to put my name on my wine so they won't drink it all. Please ignore the purple teeth.|
|My iPhone crappy picture does not do it justice, but the moon was amazing in the clear country sky|
This morning we enjoyed more porch time sippin' coffee and watching my dad cook breakfast.
|I love their outdoor kitchen. It was all the grease you could stand. Bacon. Fried Eggs. Hash Browns. Biscuits and Gravy. I might never eat again.|
|Alecia and I were working hard. Talking about blogs, not helping do anything. Check out Alecia's blog Tin Can Treader here.|
Unbelievably, the grease wore off and we were starving. We ran to lunch at Jimmy Johns. Not many gluten free options, but I must say their lettuce wraps were excellent! Went in with little expectations and left a happy customer. And I'm not easy to please.
|Yeah, Audrie and I neither one have brushed our hair today. We were much too lazy on the porch for that.|