Visitors welcome, for real.

I remember the first time I read "Pride and Prejudice" I was enamored with the idea of friends and new neighbors coming to call. Not only was it welcomed, it was expected. Family members came and stayed long, talking and dancing, taking turns about the room, meandering through the gardens, playing amusing games, sharing their musical talents, and eating meals prepared by the servants. Real life has been somewhat disappointing in the actual frequency of visitors and especially in the amount of meals prepared by servants. I'm sure the fact that I don't actually invite anyone (that would signal that my house was clean and I (or the servants) had delicious food prepared and ready) plays into the outcome, but can I say how much I love it when people tell me they're coming to call and may be staying for a while?

These delightful life-long friends called at the house on their way to Florida. We originally became friends in IL because we shared house numbers on parallel streets and periodically needed to exchange mail. I've been forever grateful for that serendipitous bringing together of our families. They weren't here long, but it was long enough for us to introduce them to Scott Sterling and Studio C. That's what we did instead of taking turns about the room.

On another fortuitous weekend these lovely family members paid us a visit on their way to procure housing for their move to an area which will be much more convenient for this Grandma. Paul and I happily entertained young Master Caden to avoid his being bothered by real estate viewing and missed naps. We are looking forward to seeing a lot more of them when they move to their new location which is a 2.5 hour drive from us.

Such good company

UNLV Spring Break afforded us the opportunity of a proper week-long visit from these beautiful children. We saw the pandas at the zoo and watered the flowers in the garden and went to the farmers market and the annual garage sale down the road and other hugely exciting pastimes. Actually the boys did participate in an exciting adventure at Callaway Gardens. I enjoyed every minute of our time together.

She had to get close to the flowers because flowers are for smelling.

Time for ambling through the neighborhood to the park.

As long as Dad held her hand she wasn't afraid.

Her first Chick fil a

Lucy was eating her healthy breakfast when she spied this nutty buddy cookie on the table.
She had the wrapper off in no time. No one had the heart to tell her it wasn't a breakfast food.

My wonderful neighbor and dear friend from our last location brought her son to spend time with us a couple of weeks ago. We saw "The Jungle Book" and talked and talked and solved the world's problems so everyone rest easy. Such a treat.

Other company we've been enjoying are these guys coming through time and again. Just when life threatens to be tiresome I find out that work schedules align and I get this brother or this son and life becomes much more amusing.

So now that it's summer and everyone is planning their road trips, consider stopping in Atlanta.  Your visit would be entirely welcome and definitely the proper and expected thing to do.