Getting the axe

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Labor Day

Welcome to 
This is the way I like my crab..... dead.... with melted butter.
Well so far in our marriage Bryan has lived through an earthquake & a hurricane, in the totally unprepared east coast. I wish I would have been there... nothing cool happens in Utah. 
Some pictures of the Irene's passing. 

North Carolina First in Flight. 

We were in Kill Devil Hills where the Wright brothers took flight. You would think that would be the decor of the tourist town. Nope, it was Pirates/Christmas. Really? Ok pirates are cool, but I'm sure other places have that claim to fame. No one has flight, and it's kind of a big deal. And Christmas? Why? I mean I have no problem with Christmas, but in a beach town? And the two combined together??? Really? 

And on the way home Carolina BBQ & Cowboy Pigs.

Friday, September 9, 2011

After this summer I feel very American. First of all I married a military man. And then spent the rest of the summer in the heart of where our country began. If I didn't feel prouder to be an american after all of that I should be forced to leave the country. It was fun to learn more about the Revolutionary war and Civil war. I have always been more interested in WWII stories, maybe because my grandpa served then. Plus there is something so intriguing to me about the Holocaust. It was an amazing experience, that makes up a little for these couple of months we have to spend apart. Bryan's parents came out to visit us and I think we hit up every battlefield, reenactment field, and museum ever created. We went all around Jamestown, Yorktown, and Williamsburg soaking up the history, it was so fun.

We got to the governor's palace after it was closed but found a gate opened a crack. We asked a security guard if we could go in and walk around, and he just shrugged his shoulders like he didn't care...

I met Bryan's parents at Monticello, Thomas Jefferson's house. It was very impressive, and interesting to learn about how incredibly smart he was.

We went to the watermelon festival in Richmond on Cary street. It was cute but so hot that day. I had the worst corn dog of my life there. And I am a lover of anything hot dog.

We also went to Busch Gardens. I didn't want to pack my camera around, so no pictures. Maybe Bryan's parents have some. I went on the scariest ride of my life there and have nothing to show for it.