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Mr. Happy Goes to Charleston: A Photo Essay

Some of you may remember Mr. Happy (who is sort of my blog mascot).  Technically he is jointly owned by me AND grandson Daniel.  He lives in the back seat of my car (Mr. Happy, not Daniel) and helps me pick up Daniel from kindergarten a couple of days a week.

For months now, Mr. Happy has been nagging me for a train ride to Charleston, so early last Saturday morning, we hopped on board the 8:15 Amtrak bound for a one-night stay in the Holy City.

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Less than two hours later, we arrived  in beautiful Charleston, SC. (sister city of my hometown of Savannah).

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From the station, our Charleston taxi driver (who “drove” like a wild New York cabbie) whisked us to our hotel, the Best Western King Charles Inn in the historic district ( a very nice hotel–stay there sometime).

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The folks at the hotel treated us like royalty–especially Michael, Rhonda and Richard–and even gave us a beautiful upgrade … with rocking chairs on a balcony:

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After reading up on some sites to visit, Mr. Happy and I hit the road walking.

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We learned a bucketful of area history from guide extraordinaire Boyd Schuler when we toured the historic Edmondston-Alston House on the Battery overlooking the bay.

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I want that house to be MY house!  (If you have about four million extra dollars, please PayPal it to me ASAP.  Thank you.)

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We devoured some DElicious seafood at Hank’s.

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Went back to the hotel for a little rest …

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… before going to Godiva’s for some high-end chocolate.  Here’s Becky telling us about the latest Godiva and Charleston news:

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And co-worker Chris making chocolate strawberry footballs (WHY couldn’t the Falcons have won!!!):

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More touristing (is that an okay word?):

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And here we are at the Circular Congregational Church on Meeting Street.

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Pretending to preach:

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Time to go.

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A really fun trip for both of us.  See you next time.

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Mr. Happy’s Saturday Evening Post

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(Remember him?  If not, see “Introducing Mr. Happy” 1/30/12.)

Introducing Mr. Happy

Meet Mr. Happy.

I turned sharply down the aisle and saw him perched, yellow and proud, at the very edge of the eye-level shelf.  With no thought of expense, I immediately decided to purchase him.  (Well maybe he cost only $1.19.  On clearance.)  Exactly what drew this little yellow plastic figure to me so quickly and decisively?  That radiant smile?  His upbeat, encouraging skin tone?  Yes!  Well, kinda.  Okay, not really.  If truth be told, I liked his HUGE head on his virtually nonexistent body.  I myself have a big ole head, I admit it, and it’s always thrilling to see others (even toy others) with bigger heads (relatively speaking) than mine, because for that one sick moment I can forget about my own watermelon.  [Sorry, I’m off the subject here.  And off my therapist’s advice to love and cherish all my amazing body parts.]

I pick up my four-year-old grandson Daniel from his Pre-K class every Monday and Wednesday at noon.  So I decided to share Mr Happy with Daniel, on the stipulation that the little yellow fellow (Mr. Happy, not Daniel) “live” in the cup holder of Daniel’s car seat in my backseat after I drop D off at his home.  Thus began Mr. Happy’s involvement in our lives.

 

 

 

 

 

Mr. Happy is always smiling, always joyful.  Daniel and I have so much fun talking about the adventures that Mr. Happy experiences.  We even wrote a little song about him (which I will share soon).  You will be seeing and hearing from Mr. Happy from time to time in this blog.  Sail on!

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