Carry me back to Old Virginny

Well ladies and gentlemen it is official. I'm headed back to the beach, Virginia Beach, that is. But let me start by telling you, Big Daddy made it safe and sound to his destination over-seas. I miss him like crazy already but I have a lot to keep me busy.

My last day at the bank is July 10, which also happens to be the 3rd anniversary of Daddy's passing. It will be a strange hard day for me. I have come to care for a lot of the people I work with so it will be tough saying good-bye. But knowing that I will be back with loved ones at home is all the strength I need to get me through.

I have been doing a lot of cleaning out. Ya know stuff that the Hubby would never "allow" me to part with, like the wide striped shirt from 1986. That puppy is gone. I did find his "Sports Letters" from High School (he was quite the jock in his day) and a couple of cute little love notes from the High School Flame. Those I did keep for him. A man has to remember his "glory days". I mean Springsteen even wrote a song about it. But I think the wrapping paper made from Budweiser labels should be laid to rest at the Auburn Maine city Dump. I promise to say a prayer.

So Adventures in ME will now take on a whole new meaning. You will no longer hear about the moose running up the road or Flower waking us up with his scent. You will hear about the beautiful sunset over the Chesapeake Bay and how a Seagull pooped on me.

ME will now be me. I promise to get back in the bloggin saddle once things settle down.

Love and Hugs

Bec