Explorers

Have you ever had a day where you were just ready to strangle somebody? That was me, yesterday.

Chad and I went out for the day, apartment searching after I got off of work. We drove around Chesapeake looking at some pretty great places, but I started to tire out very quickly. We started out for home, and Chadwick decided to take the long way home, for whatever reason. I began to get irritated with him, but he continued on his merry way, evidently with a purpose in mind.

He turns onto this tiny little side street, and I narrowed my eyes. Where on God's green earth was he taking me? He assures me that he wanted to see something important, and that it wouldn't take long - albeit with this devilish little grin on his handsome face.

After driving about five minutes, he asks, "Ya think we've gone about three miles yet?" I gave him a dirty look and ask him why. "Because, I'm following the signs!"

"To what?"

"You'll see!"

We pull up to this....statue. It's evidently a monument of some sort, and behind it is a small, desolate graveyard. It's the Jackson Greys Confederate Memorial.

Let me just tell you how interested I was.

He jumps out of the car, runs up to the statue, gives a sturdy but comical salute, and runs back to the car.