Oddly enough, Mike had already planned on driving out there on Saturday with his truck to retrieve our loveseat, which we gave to his Mom. He said he could wrestle it into the truck himself. But since I was going to be there for a bit, he timed his arrival so that I could help him get it into the truck. But I’m getting ahead of myself…
When I first learned of Fuzzy’s (aka Rachael) visit, I figured I’d just ride out for the day. But then I realized that would have made for a LONG day. So I decided to have a little adventure and ride out on Friday night.
If you’re not a regular here, you may not know that we had a pipe freeze at the WV Place over the Winter. It made a mess, which we cleaned up. But the repair work couldn’t begin until after the place was thoroughly dried out. (The building of our WV Place is chronicled here, if you’re interested.)
Part of the clean-up process involved moving a bunch of stuff from the master bedroom, kitchen, and living room to the back bedrooms to get it out of the way of the workmen.
This is what the bedrooms looked like when I arrived.
I knew that’s how we’d left them, but I’m a low-maintenance kinda girl and didn’t mind.
I just had to move some stuff out of the way and all was good.
While I waited for Rachael to call, I moseyed around the place and took some pictures.
As I was getting ready for bed on Friday night, I noticed this…
That’s my very first quilt. A hand-tied lap throw.
All was fine on Friday evening.Sorry if you were expecting a horror story.
Saturday morning, Hubby arrived at about 7:30 with breakfast. He said he’d seen Rachel and Kenny on the way past there motel, but hadn’t stopped. I told him he should have.
“They don’t know me,” he said.
“They do,” I assured him. “They see my blog, just like we see Fuzzy’s.”
So, on the way home, he actually stopped to say hello. That’s how Hubby got to meet them, too. Even if he didn’t get to ride with us.
Here’s the final shot I’d like to share.
That’s my favorite herd of Oreo cows. I wonder if that farmer knows his cows are “famous”?
Not sure what all we’re doing this weekend, Hopefully something fun.
Have a good weekend, folks!
Good of Mike to stop and say hi. I think we get to know people through the blog and meeting in person can be just a formality as you really feel you already know them.
Love the nature shots.
That’s a funny anecdote about hubby not stopping and then stopping. “Knowing” people has changed since the Internet arrived. Now we “know” people we’ve never met!
Kathy:
as Trobairitz mentioned. We already know each other. Meeting is just a formality which we hope that will happen one day
If your thermometer is right, then you sure are getting warm there already. We are no where that warm
Fuzzy & Kenny had already seen Mike in your vacation photos so they would have recognized him anyway
perhaps one day I will get a chance to see those Oreo cows
bob
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Riding the Wet Coast
The first time I stopped by your blog, I clicked on the link for construction photos and never got beyond that point. It looks like a beautiful place. I also liked the story of your husband not stopping since he didn’t “know” them…
ShyB, he just needed a little prodding from me. He said he recognized them immediately when he saw them outside.
Richard, thanks for stopping by again.
So Dad stopped and introduced himself…to strangers. That is so wild. I love it!
Yes, Shan. I told him I was proud of him!
If you didn’t tell me he was shy, I would’ve had no idea! He’s lovely.