Memorial Day 2011

Hooray for three day weekends! That's how I felt last night after finally sitting down to relax after a whirlwind trip around the Carolinas. And by Carolinas I mean the western side of the 'ol north state. Anywho, while I was hoping to catch up on some sleep the lost hours were well worth the time spent with family and friends.

Since we live in close to the track we were positive we wanted nothing to do with being home during race weekend. Friday afternoon we hightailed it out of there and headed to Winston to for a quick visit. It was wonderful to visit with the fam (minus the Boo-man who is currently at Officer Candidate School in Quantico) and play a few games of cornhole.

Saturday afternoon Scott and Steve drove down from Raleighwood to surprise David. He looked like a little kid who had just been surprised with a trip to Disney World when he saw them. It was tough, but I'm glad I was able to keep my lips zipped long enough for it to stay a secret. That evening family and friends came over to the parental's house for more yummy food and cornhole. Oh, and drinks. LOTS of drinks. It was great catching up with everyone and enjoying the warm evening. I could have done without all the mosquito bites (my legs resemble those of a child's with chicken pox), but it's a small price to pay for a great night.

 Our little family

 Scott and Ashley talking shop

 We were so enthused with the game, can't ya tell?!?

 Daisy wanted in on the action too

Harrison and Ashley

Sunday morning we woke up bright and early to hit the road back to Charlotte in time for Hope! After another stellar service from Pastor Mike we scooted on over to Lake Wylie to see the Mobleys. They have a beautiful condo that overlooks the lake and it was the perfect backdrop for a little reading. We also found a place to take the princess swimming! Her relationship with water has always been hate-hate, with negative love. Considering she is part lab, she would rather die a slow miserable death than be put in a pool of water. Baths are the equivalent of hell in her mind. This loathing probably stems from the fact that the night we got her we had to soak her for almost an hour waiting for all the fleas to drown-bleck! Can't really blame her can ya?

We weren't taking no for answer though! After some coaxing we finally got her in and after she discovered the water was a heck of a lot cooler than sitting on the edge, she dove right in! Literally. Now, we're on the lookout for more dog-friendly places to take her. Suggestions welcome!

 David bribing her with a stick

So proud of herself!

It was a fabulous weekend all around and I can't wait to spend the summer doing the same!