Memphis Style

We arrived at our RV Park safe and sound, no thanks to Carmine or iPad Maps. Some good, old fashioned luck got us here. It went something like this, "Well I guess you need to just keep going up this road another few miles (groan), hang a left and get back on the highway until we see exit 14.....hey wait, there it is!"

Last night I didn't give props to Caymus, our favorite friend. And I failed to show Tim's favorite disciplinary action known across the land by all as "tickle torture". To tie up one last loose end there is our favorite new item, the bike rack. Picture all THAT in Kylie's room having to be loaded and unloaded each move. What joy that has brought us!

As for this afternoon and evening. We took a trip into town and saw the Peabody parade of ducks, spent some time on Beale street and had BBQ for dinner (had to squeeze in some sight words at the dinner table Mrs Overstreet!) It was a good day!

Holy smokes I almost forgot the goats! Gotta watch out for the diving goats!!!!