flying fries

Truett's brothers, Kenneth and Boyce; and Kenneth's wife, Darlene visited us since Monday.  They left early this morning headed back to Tennessee and Kentucky. 

What a riot the George boys are when they reunite.  Always picking at each other.  Always making wise-cracks!  Always lecturing each other. Always being the George brothers!  Lots of laughs!  But, NEVER, EVER discussing Religion or Politics!

  Meanwhile, Darlene and I survived their jibber-jabber. 

As a final meal together, the five of us drove to  Roy's Restaurant at Steinhatchee, Florida for a final celebratory lunch. 

Mom didn't go and these are her exact words, "Heavens NO! I don't want to go way down there!  Just bring me back some oysters!"

And we did.

Truett and I have been to Roy's Restaurant several times in the past year; but I was always disappointed that I hadn't seen any seagulls.  It was almost like a wasted trip.   Anyway, after our meal yesterday, I told Kenneth I wanted him to put his french fries in a take-out box in hopes of luring seagulls.  (Look at the picture above to see the flying french fry.)

I really must thank Darlene for tossing the french fries into the air for that previous shot.  By the way, I asked the waitress if it was okay to feed seagulls french fries.  She threw her head back and laughed and said, "Go for it!"  So I nominated Darlene as the "french fry tosser" while I took photographs.

WHAT FUN! 

Darlene and I squealed and ducked and I shouted, "Close the top to the take-out box!"  

Then Darlene and I laughed and ducked some more. 

Hey, do you want to know what the George brothers did? 

 

They took refuge in the car!

Wimps!

They didn't want to get  seagull poop in their hair!

It was a great last meal with Truett's family!

Thank you all and I love you!

xxxooo

Comments

[Mary Anne Gilmer]

Beautiful pics. The sky is so vividly blue!