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Tennessee Pride

July 11, 2012
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by thenestinggame

So I lived in Tennessee for 20 years, but now the word “Tennessee” means my brother- and sister-in-law’s ranch in Belvidere [sic], Tennessee [duh].

And according to my nephew Michael, “Tennessee” is actually the house itself. He was across the street with his Dad taking a photo and when they were done, asked if they “could go back to Tennessee now.” Silly rabbit.

So what do you do with 6 adults and 9 kids in a 3 bedroom house with 1 bathroom? Have a lot of fun, actually.

Sure there are lawn chairs all over the yard and at least 2 beds in every room. “Goodnight, John Boy” would not be an unusual thing to hear. But there are fun things to do. Like build a hitching post. Or play corn hole.

There’s also some good food. Watermelon (not my fave, but others seem to dig it), burgers and some good Italian meats from The Hill in St. Louis, courtesy of my Dad and Stepmom. And, naturally, summer beer.

There’s a lot of relaxing and catching up. Some swatting bugs away. And welcoming new friends like Molly the Dog.

Molly the Dog (not to be confused with Molly the Human) lives down the street, but hung out with us the whole weekend.

We discovered a drop-in point for the nearby Elk River and went tubing a couple of times. We also rented Pontoon boats and headed out on the Lake one sunny day. No pics though. Molly¬†+ Vaguely Sporty Things + Water + Fragile Electronics don’t really mix.

There may have been some redneck off-roading.

Since Dad and Sheila came to join us for a couple days, we took a trip into Fayetteville to see the town and the plaque at the courthouse in honor of Taylor’s great-uncle for whom he’s named. (No relation to Sweet Baby James.)

Here’s the whole Clampett crew.

It was a wonderful long weekend. I can’t say I wasn’t excited to get back to my own bed, but I enjoyed everything the great state of Tennessee had to offer.

PS. See what treasures I found at the TN/AL Fireworks store last year.

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  1. July 11, 2012 9:15 am

    I count eight adults? Unless Taylor and Walter don’t get included.

    Also, nice dress :-)

    And I might have to marry Michael. Cheers to 2032!

    • thenestinggame permalink*
      July 11, 2012 10:14 am

      6 adults staying overnight. The other 4 had deluxe accommodations at the Best Western.

      Love the dress! Thank you!

      I will welcome you into the family however you can get there. :)

  2. July 11, 2012 11:16 am

    Looks like a really sweet time. Has me missing my own big extended family. Best times growing up were at my grandma’s house when all the cousins were there for a big visit. All of us kids got piled into the basement to sleep on camping cots. I loved it.

  3. July 11, 2012 4:17 pm

    Mmmm…Italian meats from the Hill. That’s the good stuff.

  4. Caroline permalink
    July 12, 2012 8:21 am

    It’s funny to see that people from Tennessee are pretty much the same as people from Ontario (Canada)……except maybe the accent.

  5. July 12, 2012 11:37 pm

    I think it’s great your family allowed Molly the dog to stay for the weekend. It doesn’t happen often these days that neighbours pets are welcomed into other homes. Lovely family too.

    • thenestinggame permalink*
      July 13, 2012 12:29 am

      I guess she was supposed to stay with her owner’s Dad while they were out of town, but because she’s an outside dog she had no desire to stay down the road. She wanted to be where the action was! She was very well-behaved and as sweet as she is cute.

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