Stuck in the Stocks

Look where we wound up in Williamsburg. Thrown in the stocks for public intoxication. Ha. When we toured the courthouse for a mock trial, I was picked as a judge by the magistrate. Christopher took pictures while I nodded my head as to whether the North Carolinian should pay up his tavern bill. We also watched as things heated up during the time before the Revolution and there was a public tar and feathering. I loved that place. As I look back, some of the actors we saw were so convincing and the ideals that were held in regard to the formation of our country were so exciting and much more appealing than today's politics. I think I was meant for that era what with our homeschooling and my wide hips which would be very flattered by the big wide skirts! Speaking of hips, I gained 3 pounds there and I'm now facing the music. Yikes! Sweats are the outfit of the day. But I'm back on track now and I refuse to wallow in self-pity. Got the boys some muskets and they love them. The dog is very afraid of them though. How I got a hunting dog who's afraid of guns, I'll never know. Happy to be home. Finally slept great last night and back on track with school. It's tough to come back but I love my family and my house and my dog and my friends!