Bashed about the ribs, the neck and the head by the righty and the lefty on either side of him, Isaac gallantly struggled to finish his waffle.
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Over Memorial Day weekend, we headed south to visit “the cousins”. We had a great time. “The cousins” have a backyard pool and perhaps even more importantly a B and B across the street where our family got to hole up. It was really nice to see family and swim and barbeque and hang out, but even nicer to disappear into a large, old creaking house whenever I felt the need to escape the crowds (which for me is about every half hour on the hour.)
After this experience, I must say that I highly recommend relatives who come with their own neighborhood B and B’s. Should you be contemplating adding new relatives to your, you may want to look for the ones with the best guest accommodations. Trust me, it will make your life much more tolerable.
The best part about the B and B was that the owners did not live in it.
The owners did not live in it!
EVEN LESS PEOPLE TO DEAL WITH!
So we were not constantly accosted by some coo coo crazy pants owner who wanted to tell us all about his college yearbook collection! Although I must also say that if you spend just a wee bit of time with the B and B owner who has the college year book collection, you might find that underneath that vulnerable yearbook oozing flesh wound is a very interesting human being who will happily engage in any kind of conversation with you ranging from strange religious encounters to the best restaurants in New Orleans. The lesson here is – sometimes the strangest people are the best ones. But you probably already knew that, didn’t you.
So here are a few pics of the B and B for those of you who love a great old house.
The second floor sleeping porch.
This one comes complete with a sleeping teenager.
Let’s pause here in the upstairs hall bathroom to admire the turquoise hex tile.
And the edge of that great old tub.
Appropriately scary stair hall with somewhat obnoxious wallpaper and somewhat unfortunate brown carpeting.
But the woodwork is truly fab.
The ceilings in this house were twelve feet tall – on BOTH FLOORS!
I got a nosebleed every time I climbed up to my bed chamber!
But it was an AWESOME NOSE BLEED!
And yes, I climbed to my chamber and not my bedroom. And yes, I carried a flickering candle causing monstrous shadows to clamor all along the walls as I crept up the stairs. And yes, I wore my hair in a raven colored braid hanging straight down my back. And of course, I was clad only in a long, thin, white, nightgown that shimmered with vintage vulnerability and prickly paranoia. And obviously my other hand clutched a glinting butcher knife which was dripping with fresh blood and the clotted entrails of a thousand cursed demon oxen.
Does any of this even need to be mentioned?
Super cute kitchen cabinets!
I liked the black and white wallpaper.
Main floor sunroom.
Loved how the windows are framed out in arches.
Living room outfitted for dinner parties.
The walls glowed with some kind of buffed marble like finish.
I had never seen this finish before and liked it very much.
Rose garden outside the main entrance.
Properly vine covered brick exterior.
I took some shots of Calder playing some one on one with his Uncle Clay during my niece Ellen’s high school graduation party.
I get lots (and lots and lots and lots and lots and LOTS) of opportunities to take photos of my kids playing team sports.
In fact sometimes, I don’t think I do anything else.
But I think it is a lot more fun to photograph them when they are just playing for the fun of it.
For one thing – they smile more.
And for another – they wear cuter clothes.