The girls and EB.
My hosts, Jodi and Lowell, with me in front of an unfortunate pig. A very tasty, unfortunate pig.
Late night Krispy Kremes (how come I'm the only one eating?)
After church we went to lunch at the Golf Glub. Nice place, with a delicious banquet. If you can turn into an animal by eating too much of it, I will be a cow or pig by Monday. It was a great lunch with three generations (and me) enjoying each others' company and celebrating Easter.
My favourite part of the day was a visit to the Raleigh flea market at the state fairgrounds. Got the tip about this one from Serge last week. When asked what I would like to do, I couldn't get the words out quick enough.
The inside stalls weren't much chop but the outside ones were to die for. So many vendors of antiques and groovy, individual jewellery! Although trying to steer away from large items, I had an internal discussion regarding this fantastic swinging bench. My sensible side won; bugger it.
We got there late and vendors were packing away, but I have vowed to return next Sunday, at sparrow's fart, for a fresh run at it.
Since I only seem to write about stuff we do other than formal presentations and vocational visits, there is a photo below so you can see how spiffy we all look when we put our minds to it. There are also a couple of other random pictures there for those pleased by visual aids.
Corey, Kel and Tim, watching a band called 'Boomerang'. Funny thing is, they're American, and couldn't accommodate my requests for 'Down Under' and "Khe San'. Poor effort.
Until next time,