Tennessee Arrival

We made it to Tennessee! The lady next to us on the airplane asked if we would be offended if she changed her baby's stinky diaper. I told her I would be more offended if she didn't :) We played 'choose your husband' at the airport. Choices were very limited. Ashlee complained a lot about airplane air and how stinky it was.

As we were waiting at the baggage claim, we asked a nice gentleman to take our photo for our blog. We said at the same time, smiling & giggling... 'we are bloggers!' Afterwards he said that we didn't need him to tell us to have fun. I am happy to be with Becky. It's raining here. Becky talked in Randy language telling us Randy stories all the way home from the airport. The redbuds are in bloom and the dogwoods will follow soon. We came home to homemade stew, biscuits and Ashlee's peach jam. Her home is filled with love, you can feel it. It feels like home. Becky is very nurturing to Scott. Right now he is pretty miserable with his unpassed kidney stone. We watched a Hallmark movie and surprisingly, Scott told us in depth what it was all about. Odd, because he must have watched it earlier by himself. There is a gentleness with Scott when he is with us girls. Ethan is so much like Scott, Randy is away at college, Charles is amazing and participating in a special project for TV this summer. Each one of the boys is so different and wonderful. Right now Ashlee and Uncle Scott are in a deep discussion about titanium planes.. Ashlee appears interested. How high is 80,000 feet? asks Scott...."really high" replied Ashlee! Now they are onto a discussion of red meat and Ashlee vows to eat more... doubtful. I pray this week goes by really slow.
-Brenda

Ashlee, Becky & Brenda

Ashlee & Charles

Settling in together 1. Scott & Charles 2. Ethan & Ashlee 3. Scott & Ashlee 4. Scott & Becky
5. Scott & Becky 6. Ethan, Brenda & Ashlee

Traveling Light

When we got home last night, Larry looked over our tickets and discovered we flew out at 7:30am instead of 9:15 like I told him. I could see him thinking... How do I manage to survive? I like airports. I like seeing people on their cell phones saying their goodbyes, knowing they each have their own story. I am still amazed I can be home in the morning and be with Becky in Tennessee in the afternoon. What a blessing! The guy behind us in line was impatient and swearing. I feel sorry for airport people. We were talking to the lady who was helping us and we decided that people need to realize they are just not that important and then they along with everyone else around them would be happier. This morning I couldn't help but notice the 80/20 rule was in full swing. 80% of people had blank looks on their faces and 20% were happy & smiling. We almost missed our flight just sitting in the airport. For some reason we were talking and didn't hear the final calls. They called our last names out over the speaker. Duh! We were only 10 feet from the gate. Larry got me a wireless card and now I can blog anywhere. Sweet!
-Brenda