It's been another busy day with yard work and then I had the
imbecilic idea that I should rearrange the Volkswagens. Perhaps I really should try one of those Pinterest recommendations for room arrangement. Nah. That would take all the fun out of it. I love not only the challenge of shoving furniture around, but also the challenge of a good traffic pattern. Now I've got it just the way I like it: we must slide into the living room sideways. Well, John doesn't, but I definitely do. Sigh. This probably means more Volkswagen shoving in my future.
Lest you think that it's all work and no play around here, John and I had an opportunity to meet another of my blogging buddies and her hubby. Did the title of my post give it away? I don't know how I found Pam (or how she found me), I'm just glad that I did. My earliest memories of her blog were her wonderful posts on King's Landing in New Brunswick from whence she hails (NB, not KL). They should hire her as their official spokesperson and photographer. She does the historical settlement proud. Then I began to be smitten by her amazing photography and landscapes. We have that Maine~New Brunswick connection.
I don't know how you handle blog meets, but I've discovered that it takes upwards of ten emails or more to get the details all ironed out. I started off by telling Pam that eating meals just doesn't work, yet that's what we wound up doing—having breakfast at Cracker Barrel at my suggestion. Poor Pam. BTW, I don't recommend breakfast at Cracker Barrel. I think it's best to go with a good local restaurant for that local ambiance and food. I do like the charm of Cracker Barrel, though.
Pam is so stinkin' cute it isn't even funny. Her smile lights up a room now let me tell you, even on a cool, rainy morning in Maine.
Here she is being taken by complete surprise by my sneaky deviousness and that rotten camera. Just when she thought she was safe!
I really like this one. What a cute couple!
What does one chat about at these meets? Mostly about you. ☺ There's always plenty to talk about right, John? Ha! All of my future blog buddy meets should consider themselves duly warned. John loves nothing better than to hold up his end of a conversation.
Knowing this, I had the usual heart to heart conversation as we traveled south on I-95. I think I even warned him that if he overdid it, I'd be tunking his knee. Well the tunks got quite pronounced at one point and John turned to me with such a perplexed look that I nearly snorted my coffee. Next time, I'll have to include the directive not to give me the What In The World Ails You?!
look whenever his knee gets bruised. Lest you think that John was the only one getting a tunk, nah, I'd best not tattle.
Pam came bearing gifts...
Beautifully presented and all wrapped so nicely. My very favorite thing is the stack of notecards that she gave me using her own photography. I have already used one as my son's birthday card. Those chocolates were delicious. The cookies are safely set aside in my hospitality pantry. The magazine was a
fun Saturday afternoon read and I know that I'll pick it up again. The napkins will be perfect for an afternoon tea.
You can find Pam at Playing With My Camera
and you can find her account of our visit *here.*
You'll also get to see the iconic Portland Head Light! Please say hello
while you're there. (If you don't mention my hair, you'll get bonus points.)