Making Memories at Harry’s

My tennis team, the Topspinners, won our area league, so we advanced to the SC State Championships. Woo Hoo! It was the most fun! 20140519-092059-33659617.jpgThe road trip began with three of my girlfriends, Natalie, Pam and Yvette. The two and a half hour drive flew right by, with us chattering the whole way.

Arriving at the my hotel around 7:00 pm, Yvette dropped me off and I connected with the others from our team. We were all very hungry, so we wanted to go to a local craft brewery, but it was jam packed with other tennis teams. We immediately researched other restaurants in the area.

20140519-092707-34027488.jpgHmmm….This place looks great! Great menu, 5 stars, what could go wrong?

20140519-092834-34114514.jpgOk, so the outside was a little sketchy, but sometimes the best food is in a dump of a restaurant. One couple almost refused to get out of their car, until (they claim), I forced them to come inside. I wasn’t afraid. Come on! Let’s give it a try! I mean, heck, others are walking in with bottles of opened beer in their hands and the local drunk is stumbling out of a taxi. It’s gotta be a quality place!

20140519-093155-34315886.jpgWhat do you think? Does the description on the travel website match this menu? You’re right, it most certainly does not! Even the bar owner, Harry, acknowledged that that was not his menu. Ya think?

20140519-093624-34584974.jpgWe were together. We were going to make the best of it.

20140519-093724-34644905.jpgThe window behind my head was “professionally” fixed.

20140519-093905-34745543.jpgAbove my head was the bathroom fan that was left behind after “renovating” the house into a bar. I guess they wanted to keep as much of the original details as possible. GROSS!

20140519-094136-34896816.jpgWe begin ordering….some went the wimpy route, by ordering fried foods, hoping anything that could make them sick would be killed in the hot grease.

20140519-094416-35056206.jpgOthers, like me, decided to live dangerously and ordered steamed crab legs and shrimp. It actually was pretty good!

20140519-094525-35125586.jpgWe did wrap the salt and pepper shakers due to the layers of yuck on them.

20140519-094637-35197705.jpgHere’s to Wendy’s birthday and to Superman, (who could not join us), and our anniversary AND to making memories!)

When we asked our sweet waitress for some more silverware, (I quote)

Are you stealing my silverware?!? (Pause…) It ain’t real silverware, ya know!

Really?
Of course, after a beer a girl needs to go potty.

20140519-095034-35434260.jpgNice.

20140519-095054-35454219.jpgPlease, Just say Sheniqua’s phone number out loud!
(As it turns out, after sharing this night’s experience with a shop owner the next day, Cole and Hayley were actually getting married in the biggest Hoity-toity wedding on Saturday! Classy couple.)

20140519-100329-36209432.jpgWendy and Linda can’t believe they are actually eating here.

20140519-101109-36669965.jpgI think they have beaten the world’s record for using the most hand sanitizer!

20140519-101210-36730561.jpgMaking memories requires lots of chattering!

As we were finishing up, one of the gals had a question about her bill..and the waitress said…

Oh Honey, you got the Monday’s Special.

Today was Friday. Just sayin’.

20140519-101249-36769130.jpgMemories were made.

20140519-101342-36822894.jpgOn our way out, Pam, Yvette and I discovered that maybe Harry put more into his truck than his restaurant.

20140519-102501-37501609.jpgBefore we all get too judgemental, this establishment won “Honorable Mention in the city’s Seafood Restaurant division”.

20140519-102730-37650724.jpgNeedless to say….Andy and Wendy used up the last drop of Purell.

Thanks for dropping by,

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Unfortunate Change of Subject

We had some new feathered friends move in a week or so ago. Momma-Peaches, Dixie, Darrel and Jethro made a cozy little nest in the Jessamine vine above our grill.

20140515-131703.jpgI carefully took a few peeks to see how the babies were growing.

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20140515-131832.jpgA few days later I took some more look-sees.

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20140515-131929.jpgThese baby robins are really growing! Momma sure knows how to feed her young’uns.

20140515-132027.jpgSo, today, about a week or so later, I wanted to make sure everyone was ok after the rainstorm we had last night. And what do I see? But Dixie all feathered out and perched on the side of the nest! She got me thinking about my own children and how they are leaving my nest. I thought to myself…this will be a great life analogy to share on the blog…learning to fly or drive…leaving the nest, graduating college, so on and so on. Oh, it was going to be a happy, thoughtful post about loving and letting go.

20140515-132534.jpgWatching these babies grow has been fun for not only me, but Thomas too. It’s so cool to see God’s handiwork up close.

20140515-132713.jpgSo, like I was saying, today it looked like Dixie was ready to take her first flight. I just had to take one more picture. I climbed back up the ladder, when all of a sudden, birds came flying out of nowhere!

20140515-132904.jpgI about fell off the ladder.

20140515-133044.jpgCardinals and Robins were flapping and squawking! (Please ignore the pile of overgrown carrots I pulled two days ago and have yet to dispose of them. Geez.)

20140515-133216.jpgThe alarm had gone off in the area that Momma-Peaches’ babies were being threatened!

20140515-133342.jpgMy shadow, Sam, got all excited in the ruckus and snagged Dixie when she landed on the ground. I was screaming at the dog to let the bird go, (which she did immediately), birds are still chattering away….it was crazy.Dixie was fluttering her wings as I grabbed Sam to put her inside.

20140515-133716.jpgI sat and watched as Momma Peaches flew in to check on her baby.

20140515-133802.jpgShe would see me somehow, (ya think that maybe the color of my shirt stood out just a little?) and fly away.

20140515-133906.jpgSo I kinda, sorta hid behind the bushes. I could still see her up on the hill surveying the scene.

20140515-134014.jpgJethro and Darrel were still in the nest chirping away, which she could hear, but it seemed almost as if she didn’t know which child to help. Oh, goodness.

20140515-135655.jpgI sat there. I waited. I tried to be as still as I could. I really wanted to watch Dixie spread her wings and take flight. But, the longer I waited, I noticed some large black birds flying overhead. They made me nervous for Dixie, so I decided to put her back in the nest. I’ve read that, contrary to popular belief, a momma bird will not reject her baby if the baby has been handled by a human. I went to Dixie.

20140515-140216.jpg And this is what I found. Poor Dixie. I feel awful. I know I caused her to fly out of nest maybe before she was ready. I know that Sam may have broken her neck.

I feel awful.

20140515-140513.jpgSo today’s post may not actually be about what I originally thought.
Or is it?
Just like Momma Peaches raising her young’uns, I, too, have done the same. I know I’m not quite through, but I feel like I’m on the tail end of this season. Momma Peaches and I have worked hard preparing safe homes for our children, cooking or finding healthy food and loving our babes every second. I’ve been careful to protect my children from poisons, accidents and pain. Peaches had her nest smartly hidden in the vines and kept a watchful eye on anyone who might harm her kids.

And yet, even after all we do as parents to raise our children to be healthy, skillful, wise, God loving creatures, there is no guarantee that they will live forever. No matter how tight the seatbelt or snugly fit the helmet or heart-to-heart discussions we have on safety issues with our children…accidents and worse….tragedy happens. As parents, we do the absolute best that we know how, but in the end, we have to let our children go. They are not ours to keep. We must let them go in complete faith that God will protect them.

20140515-142622.jpgMy baby graduated from college this past weekend. As much as I would love to keep her safely hidden in my nest, I know I must let her fly. There are lots of bad things that she might encounter in this big world, (like overly enthusiastic humans who wear bright green shirts and big dumb goofy dogs), but there are also wonderful, exciting, brilliant, loving experiences and people who will make her life richer.

20140515-143135.jpgIt is time to go, Mary Claire, and live! Take a leap of faith, jump into new opportunities, love with all your heart, trust your Father in Heaven to guide your steps. Momma Mary loves you!