the country

With my birthday a week from today, an old college roomate wanted to get together to celebrate. I got 'directions to the country' and we went for a visit. Misti and Jason were not only kind enough to let us stay, but Misti greeted me at the door with a Bud Light. The drive there always makes me think of Bevan. (I recall driving to the funeral and seeing Scott on the tractor in Waverly. Even worse is the drive to Northern Virginia). But it was an awesome drive. I was listening to tunes from the days when we used to hang out and it was a gorgeous day.



We had a great time in Disputanta. We reminisced and looked at pictures from the college days. Sabrina was happy to get to jump on the trampoline and play with the (five) dogs. I met some interesting characters. The cast included the funny guy (with a great story), the birthday girl, the atypical married guy, and the fireman. I ate lots of watermelon jello, jammed out to Tom Petty, drank a swig or two of Wild Turkey, danced in a bar that did not know how to make a Red-Headed Slut, received my first birthday present (Misti, I forgot it- oh no!) and saw more stars in the sky than I could ever see in Norfolk.



It was great. She should expect us again. :-)



A great trip would not be complete (it seems) without mention of the law. Yes, I got a 'summons for a speeding violation' (that's what he said) on the way home.