Tybee Island, Georgia 2014

The Sissom family met in Tybee Island, Georgia for a week at the beach over the Memorial Day holiday. The house that Terry’s dad rented was built in 1937 and had three stories. It was unlike any house we had stayed in up to that point. It even had an elevator which came in handy for Terry’s mom. We feasted on great seafood all week, walked on the beach, met on the big front porch for coffee in the morning. We had a lot of laughs and told a lot of stories. It was a fun week, but it’s always good to get back home.

The front porch was my favorite part of the house. If I could’ve taken it home with me, I would have!

Me!

Terry's mom, brother and dad relaxing on the porch.

The boardwalk to the beach. Our house was way off the beach this time around.

Looking back toward our beach house which is to the right of the board walk.

I will post some pictures from our trip to the Mighty Eighth Air Force Museum tomorrow.

Anniversary Trip to Sky Ridge Yurts-Day 1

Me and Terry celebrated our 31st wedding anniversary with a trip to the mountains of Bryson City, North Carolina. We stayed at a place called Sky Ridge Yurts. What's a yurt you ask? Click on this link to find out more. We arrived on the afternoon of Aug. 19th to rain and cloudy skies. This is the king bed in our yurt. It was so comfortable. I don't usually sleep well in strange places, but I had no problem falling asleep here.

Our efficiency kitchen.

Another view of the front door of the yurt.

The bathroom had a very nice enclosed slate shower. That's the vanity reflecting in the shower door.

The only chair in the yurt was large enough for both of us to sit in. That's the back door to the right of the chair.

The flagstone fire pit area. This is where we spent all of our evenings on our trip. Thank goodness the weather cooperated for a nice fire each night. There was a stack of firewood provided by the owners of the yurt. We burned a lot of it in three nights. They also had these little primitive chairs which were actually quite comfortable. We took our camp chairs as well. We enjoyed listening to the sounds of the katydids which were deafening

The back door of our yurt.

Terry building the first fire of our trip. The first night we had to dodge a lot of raindrops, but we were determined not to let it spoil our fun. I don't think the temps got our of the 70's during our entire trip.

There were three yurts in all. This is the view from our front porch. Luckily we were the only ones there. We had the place all to ourselves, which was nice!

Surrounded by mountains. It doesn't get any better!

Terry relaxing by the fire the first night of our trip.

This is the view from the back deck. Now we know why they call them "the Smokies." The view was ever changing depending on the weather.

Gratuitous shot of moi enjoying the scenery.

The ceiling of our yurt. It had a retractable bubble top sky light. The skylight made it hard to sleep late in the morning.

Random shot taken by Terry laying on our bed.

Another view of the fire pit area. I'm ready to go back there.

The flag stone pathway on the side of our yurt. Terry loves to build things and he was amazed by the construction of the yurts.

The view toward the parking lot. Day 2 pictures to come!

In Memory

I wanted to post this picture in memory of Neil's mom. Neil
is my brother-in-law, and his mom, Lila Ruth Ranft, passed
away last night at the age of 93. My sister, Kay, and Neil lived
in Huntsville, Alabama in the early 70's. Me, my sister Jane
and brother Rob would go to Huntsville in the summer and
hang out. We would picnic and go fishing with Neil's mom and
dad and they treated us just like we were their own. I'll always
remember those fun times. Rest in peace, Mrs. Ranft. You were
one tough lady :)