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This weekend was nice. We woke up and drove to Ridgeland to visit a patient of Jenny's. That didn't take very long. We drove back to Bluffton and went to the 1st Annual Bluffton Art and Seafood Festival. We walked down Calhoun Street checking out the art from folks and smelling the food that we couldn't afford. We learned in Beaufort that when they say "seafood tasting" it means $$. I think Jenny was just using it as an excuse to show off the girls. I ran into our local FBI agent (not sure he knows who I am) who is retiring here shortly. I didn't expect to see Peter Lamb, our county councilman there turning small pieces of wood on his lathe. Didn't know he did that kind of thing since he's a retired attorney. We went to Bluffton Barbeque to pick up a pound of pulled pork. Both of the Huffman's were there so we chatted a little. Ted make the best barbeque. He bought Squat-n-gobble's old smoker and is putting it to very good use. Kudo's!!

Sunday we went to church and then went to the Phillip's house. I was taught to throw the tomahawk and was wowed with Mr. Phillip's mad, mad tomahawk skills. I must say that he is the only one that I know that can split a playing card at 14 paces! Andrew, can you do that? I told him that when I was in Boy Scouts, it was frowned upon (I'm sure it still is) to throw any kind of tool. People still did it, but not around scoutmasters. We left their house in time to be 5 minutes late to the joint PCA service at Providence PCA behind the Savannah Mall. Good service. Last song wasn't exactly what I care for but I liked the Scottish liturgy honoring Reformation Day.

Last night, we shut all the lights off and hid from the little demon's running around our neighborhood.