I made it home safely from Georgia. I’m sure you were all worried.
Here is a photo-log of my trip there:
My visit was wonderful. I spent most of the time cuddling a teeny tiny babe (when I say teeny tiny, I mean teeny tiny. At 1 month she is just over 7lbs. Babies in my family don’t come this small!). It was perfection.
I also hit up my favourite food joints that I was introduced to last year. I was going to take photos of the delicious food but I ate it all before I remembered. I did however, take a photo of the giant pizza we got.
It’s from a place called “Big Pie in the Sky”. It was featured on Man vs. Food: Atlanta. Food won.
It was great just relaxing and spending time with my Friend. I’ve missed her. We reminisced about college, had a few slap-happy laugh fests, and spent an entire day watching Disney Original/Princess movies. A tradition we started many years ago. Besides Emma, she’s the only person I watch them with. It was wonderful.
Here are a few pictures of the beautiful Miss Autumn:
Isn’t she adorable?
I miss her already. I won’t see her again until the end of October!
Oh I almost forgot. Here’s a picture of the lovely gift Autumn gave me:
She’s so thoughtful.
I also tried biking while I was there.
If you’ve ever been to Georgia you know it’s nothing like Ohio. Ohio is flat. Georgia is not. My house is surrounded by flat fields full of corn and soybeans. Tricia’s house is surrounded by mountains.
I rode for a mere 8 minutes and made it halfway up two separate hills before I called it quits. Mind you, these hills were quite steep. I’m no geometrist, but I’d say there were at least 90 degrees. Maybe more. I could have maybe made them up the whole way if I were going faster but I’m not very comfortable going above 25mph on my bike and going down those steep hills, you get to going pretty fast. I’m pretty sure my brake pads were smoking by the time I hit the bottom. I started up the hill with only about 15mph of oomph to get me up it. Which was no where near enough. It was rough.
I felt like an idiot. All these nice Southern people waving at me and I’m huffing and struggling to pedal up these hills. Face red and full of sweat. Curses forming under my breath.
Big. Epic. Fail.
But hey, at least I tried and I know next year at this time, I WILL be able to get up those hills.
Thanks to this little book I’m reading.
More on that later. Hopefully I can finish chapter 1 (I’ve been a bit busy lately with babies, driving, and eating giant pizzas) tomorrow.
Until then, night ya’ll!
P.S. I fixed my car when I got home from my trip. It wasn’t broken but Coil #6 was getting a bit old and needed replaced. I got a socket wrench set for my birthday from this really neat company. I decided to try them out. I’m so handy.
P.S.S./P.P.S. While driving home from Georgia I passed a semi that had piglets as cargo. One in particular was feeling quite desperate: