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Visit with The Cotton Wife

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Yes, it’s really her! Yes, she’s really real and you are totally allowed to ache with envy because I didn’t just meet her (The Cotton Wife) but I met The Cotton Husband and The Cotton Young ‘uns, too.

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After having lunch with Laura (Knitted Gifts of Friendship), we hit I-95 South and hugged the HOV lane through miles of intense Northern Virginia traffic. We spoke excitedly about meeting Jennier, The Cotton Wife, and how we couldn’t wait to see those beautiful babies of hers. Along a particularly clogged section of the interstate, the HOV lane broke off on its own so that a large median separated vehicles with 2+ passengers from cars with just one driver. We entered the lane at 3:40 p.m. and zoomed along until we noticed police stopping cars ahead of us. We slowed and I rolled down my window thinking it was a routine traffic stop. I am a military wife and am used to having to show I.D. or have my car searched randomly. soldes puma sneakers I greeted the policeman with a smile. ugg pas cher femme And here is what he said, “I see that you only have two people in your car, ma’am, and it is after five o’clock.” It was 5:14 p.m. “Yes, sir.” I smiled again… so grateful that I had Katy with me and that we were able to make use of HOV lanes. “Well, then I’m going to have to write you a ticket because after 5:00 p.m. you have to have three or more people in your car to be in this lane.” He grinned at me. He was enjoying this. nike air max 97 ugg australia pas cher femme I was shocked. We entered the roadway long before 5:00 and all the signs read: HOV-2. imikoko iphone 7 case I am a very careful driver and I follow the rules of the road. I pay attention to signs. I gasped. I sputtered. I told him about the signs and that we entered the HOV lane (without exits, mind you) long before 5:00 or even 4:00… so could he make an exception? He just laughed as he took my license and registration to his vehicle. Upon his return, I told him that this was my very first ever ticket and how did this ticket thing work when you live out of state. timberland And these were his words as he handed me a thin piece of yellow paper: “Don’t worry, ma’am. It’s a pointless ticket. It doesn’t hurt your record. Just call the number and pay.” He really said that. It was a pointless ticket! So why write it? Why?? Let the record state that had I knowingly broken a law, I’d have taken the ticket without argument or questions. I have always had a great deal of respect for law enforcement officials. iphone 6 case fox How much was the pointless ticket? Over $300! Confession: I cried. moncler sitemap I called my husband and cried. nike homme pas cher The only thing that cheered me up was when I called Jennifer and heard her reassuring voice on the phone. She assured me that we were only an hour away and then I heard babies playing in the background. All was right in the world. We pulled up to her sturdy white farmhouse (The Cotton House) just after the stars began to come out. Let me just say that the stars come out in a BIG way in the country.

Katy and I left everything in the car and literally skipped to Jennifer’s door. We could hear the jingle of baby toys and then the door opened to reveal Jennifer’s smiling face. Let me tell you, none of the pictures of Jennifer do her justice. iphone 7 plus case for girls She’s one of the most beautiful women that I have ever seen. She smiled and hugged us both around the neck then ushered us in. soldes puma chaussure Katy and I collapsed on Jennifer’s comfy couch and just instantly relaxed. The Cotton Husband brought in our luggage and we just hung out the way that people hang out when they have known each other for years and years. As we chatted, M.K. (Jennifer’s baby boy) grinned up at us with his bright eyes and gummy smile. Jennifer’s youngest daughter crawled up on her daddy’s lap and laced her arms around his middle. Soon we found ourselves seated at Jennifer’s kitchen table preparing for tea and homemade apple cake. And let me point out that not only is Jennifer an excellent cook but she’s also a terrific hostess. Let me run down some of the things I liked best about her right out of the gate:

  • She keeps a kettle of water warm on the stove at all times
  • There’s a cd player/stereo in her kitchen that is there for one reason and one reason only: to play music so she and The Cotton Husband can dance together
  • She smiles with her entire face
  • She laughs in this silvery laugh that is every bit as beautiful as she
The three of us sipped hot tea, devoured the apple cake, I told her funny stories about my old station wagon, and Katy told her about life as a housewife/mom/writer in Columbus, GA. Soon (way, way too soon), it was time to turn in for the night. Katy and I opted to share a bed because we know what it’s like to do laundry for a mess of kids (and Jennifer has four, Katy has three, and I had four foster kids). soldes puma chaussures We snuggled under the covers, closed our eyes, and then it was the next day. Timberland Pas Cher Just like that.
I went down the steps and met this little guy:

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And we were like peas and carrots. marble iphone 7 plus case 360 He crawled up on my lap and became my little buddy. The end.
Jennifer, who apparently does not sleep, had already been up for hours and whipped up homemade biscuits, pounds of bacon (which I can appreciate even if I can’t eat it since I don’t eat pork), and was just about to make up some scrambled eggs. Did you catch that I love this woman?
After breakfast, The Cotton Husband took us for a tour of their farm (Jennifer wrote about it here: Lacy and Katy’s Visit). puma pas cher Our first stop was a cemetery which was right up our alley. Katy and I love to visit old cemeteries and wonder about the people buried there. I’m a big fan of the epitaphs. Timberland Femme Why are epitaphs so boring now-a-days? By the way, I did not take my camera on the tour because I had a darling sweet little boy in my arms and playing with my hair. Jennifer took all the pictures for me (more reasons to love Jennifer!).
After lunch (venison and cabbage…. delish), we went to see the outbuildings and the other cemetery on the Warthan Farm with the babies in tow.

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Jennifer’s sugar gumdrop baby attached herself to Katy’s hip and generally confirmed (as if there had been any confusion) that red-haired baby girls are just all things wonderful.

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I love outbuildings almost as much as I love babies. But together… well, that’s just plain magic. In fact, Jennifer’s house, farm, young ‘uns, husband, cemeteries, cookin’, and life was all pretty ding dang magical. We didn’t want to leave. Not even one tiny little bit. marble iphone 6 case prime As we drove down the road and Jennifer’s farmhouse disappeared from view, we fought the urge to just turn right back around. We made a promise to ourselves and to those fields of cotton… we will come back! Jennifer, thank you for being such a gracious and welcoming hostess. iphone 6 360 shockproof case Thank you for sharing your home and your babies with us. We knew we loved you from years of reading your blog but none of that compared to the forever friend we made when we met you in person. silicone case for iphone 8 plus We wish you every success with your photography, blog, and other endeavors. bottes ugg pas cher And we are so honored to call you our friend.

  • Carrie T - Great post! I was planning on going to Jennifer’s gallery opening, but other things came up. Otherwise I’m sure she’d have to literally kick me out of her house! πŸ™‚ReplyCancel

  • Simple Livin' gal - Carrie T.: The thing is… she wouldn’t kick you out!!! She would just go on feeding you and making you laugh and sharing her gumdrop babies and being wonderful!ReplyCancel

  • anna - I love this! You so described her to a tee!! Jennifer is the strongest person I think I know and such a special and talented person! Well done.ReplyCancel

  • Simple Livin' gal - Anna — Thank you! I loved her on sight! She’s truly remarkable and she radiates beauty and love!ReplyCancel

  • The Hussy - I found her, then you found me, then I find you. Glad you had a great visit. Who took that picture of the stars?? It’s beautiful. Sorry about your ticket. Maybe if you show up to fight it, the charges will be dropped! Maybe?ReplyCancel

  • Simple Livin' gal - The Hussy: Can I call you that? If so, I like you even more. I’m so glad you like the night sky picture! It took forever to take because I had to have the shutter open for so long to catch all the little stars. You can see it a bit bigger on the slideshow.

    I can’t afford another trip to Virginia any time soon… so I couldn’t go to court. I paid it and then cried one more time… you know, for good measure.

    Welcome!ReplyCancel

  • Rosa - What a great place and happy person!

    Great star shot!

    Cheers,

    RosaReplyCancel

  • Simple Livin' gal - Rosa — Thank you! I didn’t do very much in the way of photography during my stay (in fact, I only took like a dozen pictures) but they all came out to my satisfaction once I loaded them onto Flickr.

    Jennifer is so much better than I have described!ReplyCancel

  • The Cotton Wife - I’m printing this out and saving it forever and ever. Lacy, you are the sweetest, kindest person and you and Katy (and your families) are ALWAYS welcome in my home! I will feed you ’til you pop!ReplyCancel

  • Simple Livin' gal - Jennifer: Shucks, woman! You are just wonderful and this post does not being to measure up to the awesomeness of you! Believe you me — you ahve not seen the last of me. I will certainly visit you again (and hopefully you’ll visit us one day) and your cooking would be icing on the cake.ReplyCancel

  • Auntie Katydid - That was such a magical part of the trip. I so did not want to leave. Not not not at all! And that cinnamon-ginger gumdrop baby — ooooh am I ever in love! MUST find reason to go back through!ReplyCancel

  • Simple Livin' gal - Auntie Katydid: Yes, we absolutely MUST plan a return trip. I miss her, too!ReplyCancel

  • Becky - Hi – I just read everything you wrote on my daughter, Jennifer. You brought tears to my eyes. I, too, think that she is just a wonderful and beautiful woman. She has always been this way – that’s why I love her so much. Thank you for your kind words. Maybe I’ll get to meet you on your next visit.ReplyCancel

  • Simple Livin' gal - Becky: Thank you for raising such a terrific young woman. Jennifer has that rare ability to make each and every person around her feel completely loved and accepted. She is so much more than I have described here and I am so glad to have met her. I would love to meet you!!! Perhaps on my next trip to Virginia?ReplyCancel

  • Tracie Fulford - I never knew stars until I lived in the country. They take my breath away each and every night they come out…your picture is perfect! Love it…and love those gumdrop babies. Got a few of ’em myself and they are sugary and delicious! πŸ™‚

    Beautiful post gal!ReplyCancel

  • Simple Livin' gal - Tracie: Thank you so much for your sweet comment! I completely agree about the stars in the country skies. I grew up in rural Virginia and just assumed that everyone enjoyed the light show at night. When I moved to Seattle/Tacoma (where I met my husband), I really missed seeing a sky full of stars. Being at Jennifer’s brought all my memories right back and made me ache for a home of my own in Virginia. Josh and I hope to purchase some land in VA over the next few years and start our big farming adventure.ReplyCancel

  • Michele - Hi Lacy, so glad you enjoyed your trip to Virginia! The Warthans are indeed “good people”.ReplyCancel

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