In early June, we were lucky enough to have a visit from our good friend Shannon. We attempted an outing to the Oyster Festival, but quickly decided that waiting in line 45 minutes at one of the 3 remaining booths that was actually still open, was not our idea of a good time. We decided that, having been to our fair share of Oyster Festivals together, next year I would call her to let her know when it would be, and would then promptly make reservations for us at Hurricane Kate’s – a place to enjoy oysters, complete with comfortable seating, a full bar and no one in dread locks hitting you up for beer money.
So, we promptly packed back up in the car and headed for home, wherein we made a delicious dinner complete with wine and dessert. And, lucky for you, we caught it all on film.
Funny thing about photos of all of you: my body parts become uncoordinated…. my toes tap, my heart aches, my mouth smiles and my eyes get misty. I checked the Merck Medical Manual index and sure enough there was my condition neatly listed between “grand mal seizures” and “granulomatosis”. I have a REALLY bad case of grandparentitis!
Judy, your words are so totally accurate and perfectly described. I’m right there with you, Gramma!
Um, so, like, do you get a rash with that?
Laugh now, Mama, you could so be there some day!