Summertime Activities

Two weekends ago, Scott and I babysat our niece, Sarah. I can’t believe she’ll be five this year!

Scott “babysitting” with JR lol
While Scott was outside with JR, he noticed little bit of white smoke coming from the back of the neighbor’s house. Could have been a grill or something. Once he saw the black smoke and a family (a man and four children) exit the front door, he rushed over to see if he could help.
This photo was taken about 15 min after the one above. It happened so quickly! It’s rumored to be an electrical fire, but we really don’t know.

June has gone by so slowly. After Scott returned from ND, we were both working hard to prepare for the move. Well about a week before the movers were projected to come, we found out that none of the companies were accepting offers until mid-July so we had to push back our move date by three full weeks. Thankfully I was able to get everything rescheduled.

Since we’ll be in Virginia a little while longer, we decided to add a couple more things to do. We already hit up our number one priority–eating at Ruth Chris Steakhouse. We ate there once before for an anniversary and we just had to have their lobster mac & cheese again. And of course their steak is very good too. Last weekend we spent a very hot day in Colonial Williamsburg. We’ve been there before, but didn’t have tickets to go into the buildings. Scott went because I really wanted to go, but I think he had a good time too.

Our first (and best) tour was of the Peyton Randolph house. He lived there with his wife, Elizabeth. As a sign of their wealth, they owned a lot of land and slaves.
The wife’s office as head of the household. She distributed the spices to the kitchen staff. The keys were used to lock up their property (aka slaves).
The fireplace in the parlor. Since they were wealthy, they burned coal.
Our tour guide. He said that the more colors used in the wallpaper, likely the more expensive it was.
I believe this was Peyton Randolph’s bedroom. Complete with wigs!
The dining room which was very luxurious for its time. The men would discuss business here.
Outside of the main house, these small buildings were where the staff lived/worked.
Inside one of the small buildings
The public gaol (jail)
Scott inside one of the jail cells
Scott outside one of the jail cells
The blacksmith shop. It strangely reminded me of my Dad’s workshop lol
Forging metal
Piles of coal outside
The tin shop. These types of cups, pans, etc. were made for/used by the military.
The magazine
Lots of guns, cannons and accessories
The museum had a “Public Hospital” exhibit. This was called a Tranquilizer chair. Yikes…
A good, old-fashioned strait jacket
Various tools used in mental health. Opium and electric shocks apparently.
I guess this was the pastime? Still holds up!
This is called a Utica Crib. It was used when patients were violent or unruly.
A hospital “cell” from 1773. The residents had a straw bed, blanket, and chamber pot. They even ate meals in here.
Hospital accommodations improved! Much nicer to be a patient in 1845.
This little guy stopped by during a water break.
Next we walked around the Governor’s Palace. Of course you need a garden maze. Why not?
It was a self guided tour so we didn’t get a lot of background for the rooms. I just thought they looked neat.
A lot of big rooms. Probably multi-functional.
Is this supposed to be a storage area?
A very ornate wood stove
So much detail in every single object in these old homes.
One of the bedrooms
Creepy crib
The last stop on our way out was the plantation.
The tobacco house
Where the enslaved lived. On smalls plantations the slaves had a little bit more privacy compared to the cities where they lived closer to their masters.
Kitchen, Smokehouse, and Corn House

Not pictured, but we also went inside the Courthouse to watch some mock trials. They used real court cases and real names from during that era with some audience participation. It highlighted that women weren’t allowed to represent themselves unless they were unmarried and how slaves weren’t allowed to be witnesses. Oh and how you had to attend church once a month, or be fined. Overall, Colonial Williamsburg was a really nice place to visit. Would recommend!