7.18.2008
1.22.2008
A beautiful frozen lake.
Kelly before her "final" run on "Dead Man's Hill." Seriously, thats what it is called because it is about a 50-60 degree run that is probalby 100-120 ft long.
Kelly still has a smile on her face despite knowing that she was hobbled and unable to join me on the mountain.
1.13.2008
In Jamestown, I rolled dice for the "rights" to Kelly. No serious, highest roll won, I rolled a 6, but apparently the guy meant high as in the air so I lost. Kelly was then brought up in front of everyone and they tried marrying her off to someone else. Hey you win some you lose some, what can you do?
We decided the only thing to do was to fight for Kelly's honor. We won because Kelly looked so fierce and tough that it scared our enemies.
"Have you ever been on a shrimping boat?" "No, but I have been on a really big boat."
Hey when you pay money to fly across the country, you are not going to let a little rain get in our way, or a lot for that matter. Being the gentleman that I am, I took the umbrella. I would not want to embrass Kelly making her walk around with a husband who had wet, messed up hair. I did it for her, really.
Kelly was so happy that I had the umbrella and my hair looked good that she wanted a picture to capture her wet, rain soaked smile.
We spent a day at Yorktown where George Washington kicked Cornwalis's arse for the last time during the Revolutionary War.
Williamsburg is nice enough to only lock tourists in the stalks for a few hours at a time.
You can't see well, but this is the Marine emblem at the base of the flag pole.