[You’ll have to forgive me for the title.]
We just made it back from our whirlwind NC trip to see my family and then my college friends at UNC homecoming. As you may have heard, I made the trip up with MB by myself. There is very little good to say about those eight hours of my life except that we physically survived. I thought I might have been experiencing a little PTSD afterwards, though. The trip home today was much easier since Lee was with us. He likes to think he is a calming influence.
Anyway, sorry for last week’s absence. But I do have some pictures to make up for it. I left the earlier in the day pictures up to my friends with awesome cameras, so I’ll skip to He’s Not Here*. [Wouldn’t it be nice to be able to do that in real life? Just fast forward to He’s Not? Like this: blah blah blah…Blue Cups. Ahhhh.]
*He’s Not Here= Chapel Hill’s finest [only?] beer garden.