Waycross=Way Cool!

So, this past weekend we were off to Waycross (which is in South Georgia). My Mema's family lives in Waycross, and my great aunt and uncle were celebrating their 60th wedding anniversary with a shindig on Saturday night, so me, James, Harris, Mom, Cassidy, and Cody loaded up in Prof Plum (that's the name of my van) and headed down. It was a long trip.


We had a good time, though. We got to see a lot of family we haven't seen in years. Saturday afternoon we went to my Uncle Ray's (Mema's brother) for lunch. He lives in this super cool house that is 101 years old and is huge...it could totally be a bed and breakfast. I wish I had taken more pictures of the architecture, but the following were all I got.


This is Harris and his cousin, Quinn. Quinn lives in Decatur, so we see her a little more often, but unfortunately not much. I love Quinn. When she was leaving her preschool class one day last year, her dad (my uncle) told her to tell the kids "bye," and she looked at them all, waved her arm in the air, and said, "so long, suckers." It doesn't get much better than that. On Saturday night we were watching the Georgia game on a big screen at the party, and she wanted to know when The Simpsons were coming on. Too bad she's only four and not twenty four, or James might have married her. He loves The Simpsons.




And so here's another excellent picture to document the trip. This, actually, pretty much sums up the whole weekend. These are the only two pics I have of the interior of the place.



Uncle Ray also had a pretty neat garden, in which he grows figs and melons and many other types of horticulture crap. Here's the fam trying some muscadines from his vine...I guess Cody's laughing at how his relatives look because he has yet to see the previous pic.



The only other point of interest from Uncle Ray's is that James and Cody both got invited to be members of the "Hurricane Viagra Club." They were given little business cards and everything. When James first showed it to me, I laughed, and then I laughed even harder when I realized the cards were serious. They really have a "Hurricane Viagra Club." It meets every Wednesday from 11 until 2. Don't ask. Anyway, here's a picture of the boys flashing their membership cards before leaving for the anniversary party on Saturday night. They could also be a couple.

On Sunday morning, we went over to my Uncle Roy's farm. Uncle Roy is my Mema's other brother. We ate a huge breakfast, looked at some old pictures, and let Harris sit on his tractor. Here's a picture of Aunt Marlene (Mema's sister), Cody, and Mema. Talk about Hurricane Viagra.

And here are some pics of Harry on the tractor. He's so cute. And, I guess, a lil' bit country. He makes his Daddy proud.








And even though this pic is far away, it's of Harry, me, Mom, and Mema...four generations of my family. On a tractor.



And then here's your random pic of the week...on Monday, Harris found James' dog tags. Somebody, somewhere, has taught this kid what a neckalce is and and how to put it on. He put these on himself and would not let anyone take them off or put them on correctly. He was so proud.

God Bless America!