Several weeks ago, Leanne Shirtliffe (aka Ironic Mom) sent out a worldwide (web) call to temporarily house her twins, Thing 1 and Thing 2. Not her actual twins, just their internet doppelgänger. For some reason, the post office frowns upon shipping humans.
First stop for the Things, our lovely town in East Tennessee. All the way from Canada!
I knew my Bug and Bean would love to play host to a couple of stuffed toys for the sake of my blog, and I was right. Except sometimes Bug, my creative assistant, was too embarrassed when shooting some of the photographs. Embarrassed for posing with a couple of blue-haired dolls in the middle of the sidewalk/museum/road while strangers passed around us? Amateur.
Beanie immediately reached for the colorful dolls, then tried to kiss them, then discovered the unpleasantness of fuzzy lips.
Things 1 and 2 were definitely polite house guests (don’t worry, Mom), even when I treated them to some Filipino cuisine as their Welcome-to-Tennessee dinner. I know, makes perfect sense. Especially when we treated them to champorado before shipping them off to the next stop. I figured we could sandwich their first American stop in between some Filipino culture. You know, for culture’s sake.
Afterwards, once released from their long trip inside a padded envelope, they were eager to enjoy the fresh air. Even if it did come with a triple digit heat index.
We tried to fit the Best of Knoxville in the week that we had our Canadian house guests, and did an okay job of encompassing the vibe of East Tennessee. We even managed to visit Hogsmeade by way of our local library. (I had a hard time finding that tricky Platform 9 3/4…we finally found it in the Large Print section.) We also took a day trip to the East Tennessee History Museum, where legendary frontiersman Davy Crockett’s first gun Ol’ Betsy is on display. The Things even got to hitch a ride on the famous (maybe?) historical (definitely) Gay Street streetcar, after getting whisper-yelled at by a curator for touching a non-touchable exhibit. (To be fair, Bug was doing the touching, but I’m pretty sure the Things were egging him on.)
Beanie and Bug were sad to see them go, but after our allotted week, we shoved them in an envelope and sent them on their way. (But not until they had their bellies filled with champorado, as promised.)
Happy trails, Thing 1 and Thing 2!
Make sure to keep up with Thing 1 and Thing 2’s adventures here, and be sure to check out the talented bloggers along the way who are making it happen!