Dyn-O-Mite

Hi!  Remember me? 

I feel like I've been on the go for months!  Granted, it's only been four days, but this old body isn't used to so much action. 

Please don't take that literally.

What I mean to say is that this old body isn't used to not napping and being on the go go go.

My oldest (yes, I'm the young buck) brother, and his wife, came out to visit us this weekend.  They arrived Thursday, and headed back to St. Louis this afternoon.

In between, we've eaten just about everything Charleston (and Goose Creek!) has to offer.  Seriously.  I'm terribly afraid I've now gained back all the pounds I've lost.  OINK. 

Jeff and Kathy haven't been to Charleston since Taylor was born; you know, about fifty years ago.  It was great to hang out, eat, eat again, laugh, giggle, quote Seinfeld episodes, watch hockey, soccer and follow the Boston happenings.  (how very sad all that is--)

This is the first time a family member has been to our humble little abode in the Creek.  And, it felt very nice.  The animals were absolutely thrilled for the company. 

We took them to our hangouts and introduced them to our friends and some Lowcountry Cuisine.  I have great friends and Jeff/Kathy aint half bad themselves.  (if you tell him I said that, I'll deny deny deny!)

I do wish we lived closer, but I sure did enjoy spending the weekend together in my part of the world.

It was DYN-O-MITE.