Woo wee, it sure has been a while since I last posted. If it seems like I’ve been living under a rock… it’s because I practically have been for the past five days.
Last Thursday, Matt and I caught an early flight to Tallahassee, FL. For being the capital of the state, the airport was super small, and only had two concourses and about six gates. Talk about a flyers dream come true! The security line had ONE person in it as we walked out! We were greeted by Matt’s mom, dad, and dog who had driven up from Jacksonville to scoop us up on the way to the lake. We were in the car all of three minutes before Matt’s mom popped open the champagne and orange juice for some road mimosa’s to enjoy for the trip ahead. A woman after my own heart! We used the hour and half road trip to catch up since Matt last saw his parents at Christmas, and it had been since October since I had seen them. With about twenty remaining minutes of the trip, we pulled off the highway, entered down a tree-lined, two-lane highway. At that point I said goodbye to civilization and cell phone service for the remainder of the week!
Matt’s grandmother, Mimi, and her husband, John, own an RV park on Lake Victor in Westville, FL. Westville is practically in Alabama, and it is so close that the nearest grocery store is actually in Alabama. The RV park has been their’s for about five years now and is not what you would expect from an RV park. The lots are all very well taken care of, and many people have taken it upon themselves to build their own decks and barns, even though they just rent the space. Mimi and John are both retired and use the RV park as a way to keep themselves busy, and as a small source of income. Mimi and John own a home that is on the land that looks out to the most beautiful view of Lake Victor. Matt’s family keeps a camper on the land that the use to stay in whenever they visit. It is actually pretty spacious and not at all what I was expecting after hearing the word “camper”. The camper has four bunk beds on one side (where Matt, his sister and I all stayed) a living area in the middle, and a queen bed on the other side of the camper where his parents stayed. Nothing like three nights in the same room with your boyfriends family to really bring you together, hah!
Friday morning we woke up early (it’s hard to sleep-in when you’re in a camper that shakes anytime someone moves) and decided we would go boat shopping. Matt’s dad has been wanting a boat for a while now, and this weekend seemed like the perfect opportunity to do so. Matt, his dad, his grandfather and I piled in the truck and headed to a few stores in Alabama. They thought they had found the one at the second place we stopped, but an hour later of trying to force a 16ft. boat in the back of a truck, the guys gave up. I of course was no help at all, and was photographing the entire ordeal. The day ended with a boat being purchased from a seller we liked much better and one we all felt good about giving our business to. As soon as we got back to the lake, the men put the boat in the water. They were like kids on Christmas!
Saturday, Matt and his dad took the boat out for another fishing excursion. I opted to stay behind, as I was unsure of how long the trip would last. Matt said “an hour or so” – but three hours passed before they actually got back. I was able to enjoy some quality fishing time with Mimi and Matt’s mom, and was thankful for the father/son bonding time that Matt got to enjoy. I can’t even begin to tell you how awesome Mimi is. She is the epitome of a southern grandma and makes the word “Matt” have about six syllables. She is still very sharp and hilarious also. She talks just like Miss Kay from Duck Dynasty. She even puts her sweet tea in a container just like Si does! Matt must have forgotten to mention to me that she is hometown friends with Harper Lee (who wrote To Kill a Mockingbird) and still owns twelve copies of the book that Harper personally signed for her. How cool! Later that night I made my famous (just kidding!) deviled eggs and we enjoyed a corn hole competition. I won three games in a row, and opted to retire after that; it’s rude to be the guest and show everyone up, right? We ended the night with the most gorgeous sunset over the lake, a bonfire, and lots of laughs. At about midnight, the guys decided they hadn’t quite gotten their fishing fix for the day, and went back out for some night fishing. The girls tried to play along, but after thirty minutes we were exhausted and all went to bed.
Sunday morning the “kids” woke up to find that the Easter Bunny had left us a few treats out on the deck. Matt’s bunny still brings him the same basket that he had when he was a baby. Too bad he’s not able to actually fit in it now! We got all of our things together, emptied and cleaned the camper, and headed to Mimi’s house to watch the Florida/Michigan basketball game. I had one very upset Gator on my hands, but was pleasantly surprised how well he handled it. I’m thinking the fact that it was Easter, and that he was in the presence of his grandmother, helped him to control his temper! I don’t think any of us were ready to return to the “real world” – but we begrudgingly said our goodbyes and headed back to Tallahassee. We ended up getting to the airport in time to enjoy a glass of wine and a beer before takeoff. It seemed like the flight only lasted ten minutes and we were back in Charlotte with a few minutes to unwind before Monday morning.
I am so thankful that I finally got to meet the infamous Mimi. She is a hoot! I am also thankful for the time that I got to spend with Matt’s family. While it was very tough being away from my family for the first holiday ever (eek!!!), I am glad that this trip worked out!