Around Town

Around Town

Lunch Chat

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Since Claire has put me on a wedding diet for our impending big day, we’ve been having lunch in a park down the street from our office.

Today we were sitting and chatting about the inanities of our life, when I spotted a pod of dolphin playing out in the river behind us.

You can’t see them in this picture, but this is the view from our regular table:

Our conversation went something like this:

Jamey: Oh, there’s some dolphin playing in the river!
Claire (turning to look): Where?
Jamey: Op, you just missed them.
Claire: So we’re eating lunch and dolphin swim by playing? This is ridiculous.
Jamey: And you talk about moving to Atlanta…

Baseball and Beach Chairs

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Since we’ve been neglecting you, dear readers, let’s do a quick recap of this weekend:

Friday evening, Scott and Lori joined us for dinner and game night. The game part resulted in only one round of Pictionary, which it turns out Jamey does not like! Mostly, I just find this amusing because there are a few select games to which I am not partial. I have played a few of these games with him before, so he knows which ones I really do not enjoy. (No need to go into detail here what those games are…but give Jamey a few minutes of your time and I’m sure he’ll be happy to reenact my displeasure. He for some reason gets sick amusement from this, probably because he just thinks I’m ridiculous.) Therefore, learning that he has a few games that can equally wind him is fairly amusing, notably something as silly as Pictionary.

Saturday night, we were all-American and headed to the Charleston RiverDogs game with a good little group. There’s really no bad seat in the house, but I have to admit we had a pretty sweet view:

Batterrrrr up!

We might have gone off our little diet that we’ve been quite successful at for the past week, but that was because we had to try this: Continue reading →

You don’t ask for no diamond rings

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Jamey and I are sitting in our house, waiting for friends Lori and Scott to come over for game night. (I know, we’re 60.)

While this weekend has only started, I can tell it’s already going to be a good one. It will be one of our few left now until the weekends away pick up again; until then, we are going to sit here in our little home, listen to one of our favorite songs, drink a small cocktail, and be at peace.

Happy Friday, everyone.

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That Sweet Southern Storm

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Every once in a while when I’m cruising around Charleston, I get a whiff of Georgia.

This is more palpable than the random pangs I have for home and family. In fact, I’ve been able to smell South Georgia’s forest fires all week here and smother in the blown-over haze. (Yesterday morning’s run didn’t even happen; I could hardly breathe the haze+humidity was so rough, so walk I did.)

So when my co-worker did a weather check yesterday afternoon, I was pleasantly surprised to hear that we might get slapped around with a little thunderstorm. It made the after-work journey home all the more interesting:

This was irresponsible photo-taking, but isn't it cool?

One thing I miss madly about Georgia is the frequent southern thunderstorm. There’s nothing like the oncoming breeze of a big one – when you’re standing out in the grass and catch a whiff of the rain, and a rumble follows. Driving, you see the bright flash in the distance, and you lean more toward the windshield to get a better glimpse and predict where the next one will hit.  Continue reading →