Weekend Away

Before hubs was hubs, he was called boy.  Boy and I always planned to go to the zoo.  We never made it there as Carissa and boy, and since we've been Carissa and hubs we've talked about going but never gone.  This weekend hubs surprised me with the idea of actually going to the zoo!!!  We needed a weekend get-a-way anyway, so he planned this trip for us!

So, for you enjoyment, pictures from our get-a-way. 

View of the city from the Levee.  It really was beautiful.  The night was crisp and clear.  It wasn't too hot or too cold.  Just a lovely night with my hubs.

This is pretty much a horrible picture of us, but it is the only picture of us together from the trip.  There's only so much you can do with an idevice.  

Mr. Tiger was just hanging out.  Aren't they pretty?  Sometimes I'm so amazed by the millions of animals God created.  How did he come up with such brilliant ideas? 

This little guy was precious!  He was a new baby at the zoo.  He would walk over to his momma and she would comfort him just like any momma would.  He played with that ball.  He sucked his thumb.  God love him!  I wanted to take him home. 

When boy and I were dating he sent me a stuffed one of these.  We named him George.  We talked about how George was ours.  George was the first thing that was "ours" together.  I remember joking about having George and thinking wow, he's "ours".  We have him together.  I remember Tim saying he was the first of many "ours" to come.  When we saw George at the zoo I had to smile thinking back to those days.  The days of dreaming about being together forever.  We have so many "ours" now, but George still sits on the guest bed.  If you come visit he will watch over you! 

These dudes were roaming free everywhere.  They were so pretty!  Mom shared that my grandpa use to have his chickens hatch peacock eggs for a little petting zoo in London.  I think I would have loved that.  There are a ton of neat things that I wish I could have done with my grandpa.  I think he and I were a lot alike.  I wish he'd lived longer.  I was 10 months old when he passed.  I never really got to know him.  I get little pieces of his life through stories.  I can't wait to see him someday. 

Horrible picture of me, but hysterical!  I love animals.  (I'm sure you hadn't noticed that.)  My mom called me Ellie Mae growing up.  Anyway, I had to feed the birds at the zoo.  Any chance I get to hold, feed, or play with animals I'm game.  I don't care what they are.  So, I snuck and bought a cup of food and I had these guys crawling all over me.  This little fella was on my finger and just before Tim snapped the picture he crawled up my arm, on my head, and then finally ended up here.  This is why I'm hunkered down.  He'd been on my head.  He was a sweetie though. 

And finally, the wildest beast of all.  My Millie cat.  Seriously?  Do you guys know anyone who lets her cat sleep on her head?  Tim snapped this while I was sleeping.  We pretty much sleep like this every  night.