#hardee's breakfast hours

[atomic-two-sheds]

Okay, since @bluestockingbaby expressed interest from an earlier note, here's a personal story involving, but not centered on, Garth Brooks. It's long and convoluted, so I'll put it below the cut. Names changed, yadda yadda.

So, spring of my sophomore year of college, some friends and I decided to go get food at 1AM. This limited our choices, because we went to school in the middle of nowhere (having grown up there), and there were precisely two places in the entire county open after midnight. So Dave and I piled into Jim's car and headed out to Hardee's (AKA Carl's Jr. for the rest of the country), which served breakfast after midnight.

Now step one of this is to get on the main road through the tiny town in which our college sat, follow said road for about nine miles, and that put you right in the center of my hometown where the restaurant was. It's the middle of the night, in the middle of nowhere, and we're the only people on the road.

We get cut off.

Not three minutes into the drive, someone in a pickup jumps out ahead of us from a side street, close enough that Jim has to slam on the brakes to avoid hitting him. Mildly annoyed at this, especially given that the road was wide open otherwise, Jim lightly taps his horn in a "c'mon, man" gesture. He doesn't lay it in, hit it multiple times or anything. Just a quick beep. A minute later, the guy pulls off the road, waits for us to pass, and pulls back on behind us. From there, he begins maintaining about two car lengths of distance from us. We speed up, he speeds up. We slow down, he slows down. We come to the conclusion that he's now following us. Odds are decent he was heading the way we were anyway; I mean, there's one main road, with maybe two major spots to turn off for most of the drive. We're three big dudes in a car, but anyone who might decide to follow a stranger on the road in the middle of the night is probably more than we want to handle. So, we decide on a test. There's an all-night gas station right as you get into town where we're heading. Plenty of light, cameras, etc. We'll pull in there, circle around to the rear pumps, and if he pulls in after, we'll zip out the other exit and head in another direction.

We pull off, he pulls off behind us. By the time he pulls around back, we're out the other side and headed back the way we came. Okay, late-night biscuits are out, but the other place that's open is on the previous turn, and we can head there. It's a Waffle House in all but name. Same shape, same general menu, same atmosphere. It's a late-night diner where the late shift is run by an ancient German immigrant who was the type to bounce drunks without help and give free drinks to her favorites. It was a Friday, so there were good odds they'd be busy, and they were also across the street from the State Police Depot (Fun fact; a few years prior the police station had moved across town. The restaurant, which had been next door, moved with it to help reduce response times.). It was the kind of place that had armed security on the weekend, but the food was good.

On our way to the restaurant, I set forth an idea. Let us not go to this place; nay, let us go to The Pancake House.

The Pancake House was a nigh-legendary 24-hour restaurant about a 45-minute interstate drive away. It had a statue of a large Japanese cowboy outside. I'm certain that the cowboy was not originally intended to be Japanese, but the person who painted the eight-foot waving behemoth was having none of it. "This cowboy is from Japan," he must have said, "as all giant and powerful cowboys should be."

Jim protested; he didn't have the gas to make the trip and travel home that weekend; I, flush with scholarship money, said I would supply the needed cash. With that, the other two agreed, and we turned away from the diner an onto the nearby interstate, headed North.

Now, I will preface this part of the discussion with the note that companion Dave is a lying liar who lies. Mostly, this was the bullshitting type of lie, making fantastical stories and such to puff himself up. You could hear anything out of his mouth, but given all our backgrounds, we could gauge the odds of truth pretty well.

Almost immediately upon merging onto the interstate, Dave had to go to the bathroom. Being the middle of nowhere, there aren't exactly a lot of exits to pull over and find a place. The closest exit is about fifteen miles away, one of those restaurant/truck stop/state rest stop areas you find where there's nothing else. He whines and whines until we get there. It's deserted with the exception of a large bus at the end of the lot.

Dave goes in and does his business. When he comes out, he says, "Guys, I think I just took a piss next to Garth Brooks." Knowing Dave, we call bullshit. He expounds, "No, seriously! I go in the bathroom, and there's two guys standing on either side of a closed stall door. Now I figure [homophobic supposition redacted], so I'm trying to do my business and get the hell out. That's when "Friends in Low Places" comes on over the muzak, and the dude in the stall laughs in the same voice."

We continue to express doubt as Jim starts the car back up and begins pulling out. At that point a lone figure in a t-shirt and sweatpants jogs from the building, across the lot, and climbs onto the bus.

It was Garth Motherfuckin' Brooks. I don't know if the toilet on his tour bus was busted, or if he just wanted to stretch his legs, or what, but he was in a truck stop on the highway in the middle of the night. The next day we checked his tour schedule; where he was the night before and would be the night after was a straight line through where we were. Dave earned some credibility with that one.

So we continue our trek for pancakes, because the night was far from over. We arrive in the shadow of the Japanese Cowboy and go in to be seated. This is long enough ago that we land in the smoking section, because Dave and Jim both had the habit. While we're waiting on our food, Dave locks eyes with a guy across the room, and they both look away quickly. "Shit," he says. "Guys, that's my uncle."

Jim says, "Uh-oh. Are you afraid he's going to rat you out to your parents for smoking?"

"Nah, I think I'm in the clear. That's not his wife he's eating with."

Food comes, food is uneventful outside of occasional uneasy glances between Dave and his uncle, and we decide to return home. It's now something like 5AM. Once again, because middle of nowhere, we have to go to the town we were originally headed to to get to an ATM so I could provide the promised gas money. I get the bills, pass them to Jim, and he tucks them in the car visor for safekeeping. We head toward the school, and decide to take a winding back road for fun, because we've all been up for like 20 hours, full of syrup, youth, and hubris, and what could go wrong?

As we are winding down the tree-lined road in the mountains, we pass what can only be described as a lot of clean-stripped deer skeletons by the side of the road. Like, not a ton, but more than one should reasonably expect, which is none. Not carcasses, or roadkill, or scattered bones, but whole, clean skeletons. Which, as any country person can tell you, isn't a thing that happens naturally. We all confirmed with each other that we had seen it, confirmed with each other that it was both weird and terrifying, and decided that we would not speak of it again for fear of drawing the attention whatever crazy bastard would do that. We drove the road again a few days later; no skeletons. I don't know if that was good or not.

As the winding back road merged back onto the main road close to our school, I should note that this road runs along a ridgeline. There are no wind breaks, there are no trees, nothing. You get the full force of whatever weather is going on. For some reason, Jim rolls down his window to catch the morning breeze. Turns out there's some serious wind going on, and the gas money blows out the window. We pull over, and search frantically for the cash as the sun comes up. No dice. We probably searched for a half hour along this narrow two-lane as cars and trucks blew past. We're afraid it went over the ridge, or got caught on the tire of another car, or something. I beg off the search, desperate for sleep, which angers Jim because he needs the money, but he relents and we head back. We go to the dorms and call our respective girlfriends (this is pre-ubiquitous cell phones) to meet us at the cafeteria for a snack before we collapse. Dave and I head back to our rooms. Jim heads back out to search for the money, and finds it immediately on a stretch of road we checked a dozen times.

Not the only odd stuff that happened in that crew of people, but this is probably the longest single chain of connected events out of all of them.

[67meeeow]

To be fair Krystals and White Castles are pretty similar but no other burger joint I've found can match the joy of their burgers. I unfortunately live in a place that the closest one of either of those is several hours away so I have to deal with eating the frozen WC at the store if I want them. T_T It's not the same as directly from the store tho.

Mcds and Burger King are pretty different.

Wendys and Mcds are pretty much the same thing, tho Wendys has more bacon and an ice cream machine that is much simpler to clean.

Hardees shares similarity to Burger King, so if you don't have a BK around they're the next best thing, tho Hardees breakfast is way better than any of the burger joints.

KFC feels unique but I'm from a small town.

Long John Silvers is better than Captain Ds but they're pretty similar, but LJS is also disappearing like crazy unfortunately.

I don't know if there's anything that can match Taco Bell. And no Taco Bell doesn't count as a Mexican restaurant. It's something else entirely.

Pizza Hut is greasier than Dominoes but otherwise they're about the same. Papa Johns has better delivery but otherwise pretty similar as well.

Little Ceasar's is good and cheap, and worth it for the pepperoni and nostalgia.

Cici's Pizza is an experience. possibly because of the arcade possbily because I recently learned some people didn't even know pizza buffets were a thing that existed.

i hate usamericans and their one billion different regional fast food chains that they insist are all vastly different. im sorry i just dont believe you that Chunks and Yakko's and Slutty Dan's all provide different experiences and im not in one million years going to rural northeast ohio to check if the Quirko's Cumdump Meal really has better fries than the Burger Cossack Grease Box. all fucking ham burger the same

[deyzalee]

Dear God,

Thankful and blessed today. I woke up early with the help of my alarms. I prepared myself for 25 hours duty. I drank my vitamins. I ate my breakfast which is brown rice and tinolang manok. I arrived at Saif’s house safely. I cared and monitored my patient with the help of you Oh God. I did inventory. I waited for the time. 1 hour duty ended and I transferred to Hamda’s house safely. I cared and monitored my patient with the help of Fatima and with you Oh God. I scrolled my social media accounts, chatted my family and friends. I played cooking fever. I drank chocolate mocha of Starbucks but it spilled. I watched Rewind movie and Singles Inferno season 3. I ate rebisco biscuit. I ate yogurt. I did cortex. I watched random vlogs. I read few pages of the Bible. I ordered Hardees burger with fried and shawarma chicken. I ate a lot. I will drink camomile tea. Please help me Oh God to monitor my patient. Have mercy on us Oh God. Guide us always to the right path. Remove sickness, danger and negative things in our life. Answer our prayers in your perfect time. Thank you and I love you God.

[hardeesmenus]

Hardees Breakfast Menu

Check Hardee's full menu with lower prices and calories. Download the menu items and restaurant prices and skip the entrance. Or don't skip the intro, have fun reading and discover the chain menu while you are reading.

Hardees Breakfast Menu - Hardee's is a quick-food restaurant known for its delicious burgers, hand browned chicken tenders and barbecues.

You've come to the right place if you're looking for the "New Hardees Menu."

The Made Biscuits of the Chain and the Shakes & Malts are also well known. They are also known. But this restaurant is the breakfast menu I like.

Hardee's breakfast choices are nothing but none. Steaks and chicken cookies come from all over the world and the breakfast dish is to die for the bacon-style. Naturally, the latter is one of the favorites of regulars. The restaurant is a regular stop for various groups around the world.

In fact, when you walk into Hardee's restaurant, you will see groups of people who come together to talk about things that matters to you through cookies, caskets and donuts.

It's definitely a great place to visit families, friends or both. Since Hardee's is a user-friendly chain but an intelligent, cozy environment and five star service. I don't know much about the amenities or how a restaurant might be cozy or elegant. The food quality is important to me, especially at breakfast. This is my favorite meal of the day, so making the right food is important.

So, how good is Hardee’s breakfast?

Great, said sufficiently. Fresh, affordable prices, good service and significant portions of the ingredients. You'd wonder what else?

If you like Chick-a-Fil, you'll love Hardee's. Every morning, you have great chicken, pancakes, sausage and coffee.

You can find all details on this page on the Hardee breakfast menu, including calories and pricing.

Hardee's Breakfast Menu

HARDEE'S CINNAMON ROLL

Hardees Flakey, gooey, pillow-y goodness topped with sweet icing, served warm. (520 Calories)

HARDEE'S HASH ROUNDS

Hardees Crispy potato rounds. (240-490 Calories)

HARDEE'S HOT CAKE BREAKFAST PLATTER

Hardees Three golden hot cakes, two folded eggs and a choice of Sausage or Bacon, served syrup and butter on the side. (720-820 Calories)

HARDEE'S BREAKFAST PLATTER

Hardee's Made From Scratch Biscuit ‘N’ Gravy, 2 folded eggs, 2 strips of crisp bacon and Hash Rounds. Additional options at participating restaurants: Sausage, Country Ham, Country Steak, Chicken Fillet, Pork Chop, Smoked Sausage. (970-1150 Calories)

[ferian084]

Hardee’s breakfast hours!

Foodies just love enjoying Hardee’s breakfast as it offers healthy food at very reasonable prices that are rich in vitamins and minerals.

If you are looking for a restaurant that offers the best and healthy breakfast, then Hardee’s is the best choice for you.

Foodies prefer to enjoy Hardee’s breakfast, but they are unaware of Hardee’s breakfast hours

[shenandoahandback2021]

We got to Missouri and ended up new near Laura Ingall's Wilder house and decided to stop and see it.   It was very interesting and she had a very interesting life before she starting writing the books about that life. As luck would have it, there was a campground right across the road from the house. We spent a nice relaxing evening there is there and then headed East on route state 160 which was like a rollercoaster but nice driving and good pavement.   Sep 2    We found a campground that was only available for one night  on Thursday. It's a campground specifically designed for 4 wheelers to come and ride around in the wilderness. It's near the river and quiet hours don't start until midnight! The owners of the campground ask us to come over after we ate and visit with her friends and family.  It was an interesting visit. Her husband and a couple of the other guys are Civil War  Re-enactors. They have some interesting stories about incidences happen during some of their maneuvers.  In the morning we went over and spent a couple of hours chatting with some other people and had a great time but finally had to leave   Sep 3    We were close to Loretta Lynn's home place in Butcher Holler so we decided to go there. Getting there was a hoot and the road turn into a single lane road and there was no place to park for an RV. We drove past the house and turned around on a on a very narrow turnaround place. Wed were able to park parallel to the road. The house was very interesting and had most of the original furniture. Her 2 nieces gave the tours and they knew much more about a her than any person who had been schooled in it.  Since it was Friday night of the Labor Day weekend, we could not find a campground so we had to sleep in the Hardee’s parking lot.   Sep 4    We drove to the New River gorge National Park. There were no rooms at the end at the 1st two RV parks but we found a nice park across from a National Guard armory and decided to spend 2 nights. In the morning, we went to the New River Gorge National Park.  You can walk under the bridge, but there were no openings at the private company that ran the bridge walk.  The bridge is the longest single-arch bridge in the Western Hemisphere and the 3rd longest in the world.  It was the longest in the world for 26 years when first completed. We drove down to the bottom of the gorge and stopped on the way to look at the bridge construction. We drove over the river to the other side of the bridge and parked to come back and look at it from a different perspective.  The signs said the road was not recommended for RVs or trailers, but when we parked on the other side of the river there were school busses and trailers carrying raft equipment for people who raft down the river down the river. We met a group from Raleigh and New Jersey who commented that they were looking at a Leisure Travel Van to purchase so we showed them ours.  At 1st we didn't know they were from Raleigh but when we found out I told them I had graduated from NC State. One gentleman, Clive, had graduated from state and the other man was from New Jersey. They had a Chinese grandmother with them along with the Chinese wives from New York City and we had a great conversation. I showed them my lifetime membership to the NC STATE student union.  The grandmother said when you come to Raleigh again you must come visit and I said be careful what you ask for. You only have to give me your address. I gave them my card but we haven't heard from them.   Next day.    We had two things on our minds for the next day and decided to drive down to an old abandoned coal mine. Again it said the road was not suitable for RVs, but I stopped at the last leg of the trip and asked the man living there if our RV could make the trip. He looked it over said, ”Yup” because he drives his oversized pickup truck down there often to the river. It was an interesting drive and we had to blow our horn around a couple of the curves to make sure no one ran into us. Sure enough one curve had someone coming around and she heard our horn and stopped before we smacked into each other. Her little Chevy would have been a hood ornament on the Mercedes. It was a pretty interesting drive all the way and when we were 100' from the parking lot there was a pothole on the left side. I decided to go a little bit right to miss that instead of slowing down too much and there was a rock hidden in the grass and it tore out our steps from the side door. We were able to tie the mangled steps up to the frame to drive back out of the area. I stopped and told the man who said that RV would go there that we lost the steps. He was apologetic but I told him it was not his fault.  I asked if he knew someone who had a torch that I could get to cut the mangled steps off so we could continue our trip. He said to pull over front of my white truck there. As I drove over to it, I noticed that he had cutting torches on the back of his truck and he was a welder. How lucky can you be when you are so unlucky to start with. He cut the mangled steps off and we discovered that he had trained to be a tanker at Ft Knox after I had been there. We had a nice talk and he wouldn’t take any pay for the work. We went back to the campground and worked on the minor metal damage under the door. The motor was still working but it had nothing to move. I think I'll leave the body damage alone to remind me of my situation. There was plenty of room to make the drive I just had a 50-50 decision and went right instead of left. At least I can buy a new set of steps on Amazon and put them on when I get home. There are only 4 bolts holding the step mechanism is up to the frame.   Next day    We drove down to the end of the gorge and turned back up to the Sandstone Falls that are part of the National Park. There is a boardwalk that you can walk out to see them and it's a very interesting area. We met a nice couple from Virginia Beach, Ted and Julinne on the way out there. They have been thinking about buying an RV like ours to start traveling with in a couple of years. They were very interesting couple and had traveled a bit already. We invited them to have a cup of coffee with us because it was coffee time and we ended up spending 2 and a 1/2 hours discussing the RV, traveling what’s to see in Virginia et cetera. We hope we hear from them again and they said they would to ask us more information about the RV. On the way in we had seen an RV park on the river so we went back to that and stopped because it was getting late. We got a spot there for the night and it was very peaceful on the river.   Next day    We had morning fog below the ridge line call my but it was very nice and we had a relaxing start to the morning. We headed toward the north end of the Shenandoah Valley National Park. We got within 2 hours of my cousins house and her 3 daughters before we stopped for the night. I contacted them by phone and I thought by text but the text didn't work. We spent the night in a Walmart parking lot because there were no openings at the nearby RV parks.   Next day    We had given up seeing my cousins because I had not heard back from them, but in the morning, they called me and said please come by. We went to Ashburn, Virginia to see them and were able to park in the driveway. We had a good 3 hour or so visit is and they decided to go for a late lunch at one of their favorite restaurants. It was an old barn converted to a restaurant and it added on to it with different venue spaces and had several bars. In one bar they had carriages hanging from the ceiling from different eras. When we got back to the house about 5, I said guess we'll be going now try to get somewhere before it got too late. They said the traffic will be pretty bad and said why don't you spend the night. We said, well if you don't mind we'd love to. They have a 5-bedroom, 5,500 ft² house on 3 levels to the head plenty of room. We stayed up watching the news and then the US Open tennis matches and talking until midnight when I suspect they usually go to bed pretty early. I had not visited with my cousin or her family except for a funeral for her brother and we didn't get to visit very much then.  The three sisters have been living together for several years, at least 20, I think.  When their dad died a few years ago, my cousin, their mother came to live with them. Everyone has their own bedroom and bath and private space.  There is a suite downstairs with a gigantic screen TV with a Projector. We had that suite last night. After a late breakfast and lots more stories, we headed down to the Skyline Drive for the Shenandoah National Park. It was a beautiful drive part way down the Park until we decided to stop at KOA for the night.   Next day  We arrived at the Luray Caverns and spent most of the day there. We had a very nice visit at Luray caverns, very relaxing. It is an interesting cave, unlike any we have seen. The formations are striking and many stalagmites have come together with the stalactites. It is a very easy walk through the caverns on a paved walkway that is non slippery. They have an antique vehicle museum with all types of vehicles calls from buggies to Rolls Royce’s. They also have a Pioneer replica village set up that has many buildings from the surrounding area that were taken down and completely restored in this village. When we got back to the RV, there was a nice young couple next to us that we struck up a conversation with and ended up talking to them for about an hour. The husband is a pastor at the local Hispanic church and he is also a computer Tech for the IRS for his regular job. His daughter plays the flute and his wife sings and leads the church choir. They are from Puerto Rico and most of the family have come here to be with them. They came here 21 years to go to live 5 years or so and go to school. He was a police officer in Puerto Rico. When we got back to the KOA for the night, a couple we had met our first day stopped to speak to us and we had a drink and talked for an hour or so. They said they were sorry they didn't get to say goodbye to us this morning not knowing we would be back tonight. We didn't know we were going to be back tonight until we got to the caverns and decided we should stay another night to relax. It's lucky that we called as soon as we decided, because the campground is full tonight. We just enjoyed some homemade fudge from a small shop in the Luray Caverns Village.    

[be-ready-when-i-say-go]

A Family of Five- Part 5: Connected

Calum and Harlowe’s marriage hasn’t always been easy, but it has always been filled with love. This is a collaborative experience with In Sorrow and In Joy. Dad!Calum. Black OC.

CW: Over the course of this series, there are mentions of pregnancy, therapy, and postpartum depression. There is also 18+ Content (Smut)

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Harlowe looks to her left, over to the driver seat. Calum tugs on the blue baseball cap, readjusting it on his head. The traffic isn’t light, though it’s not as bad as they imagined. Harlowe can see the tension in his jaw. She sighs, reaching out for his knee. The kids are so excited to be going down to Disneyland, as they always are. The flight was good for most of them. Nikau was content to sit in either her or Calum’s lap. Esha and Te Koha slept for a lot of it, and the portion that they were awake for they were overflowing with energy. Harlowe could tell something was going with Calum halfway through the flight. He said it was only a small headache, but it was a lot more. She even said that she’d drive; she had rested longer than him on the plane ride. Calum told her he could handle it. 

At the contact of her hand, he looks over, still pressing the brakes as they are caught in small stand still. Esha and Koha are huddled over one of their portable gaming stations. Te Koha is trying to help her beat a stage boss. Nikau is fast asleep in his carseat.

“Take the next food exit, we’ll grab the kids some breakfast and I’ll take over,” she offers to her husband. 

Calum closes his eyes for a second before nodding. “Yeah, okay.”

“Also you’re taking an Advil too. I’m not sure why you refused it on the plane. But you’re going to get around it now.”

Though there’s tension all along his neck, shoulders, and the base of his skull, he chuckles. The brake lights disappear from the cars in front of them. They travel for a couple more miles before Calum sees an exit with gas stations, and some fast food place. 

“This isn’t Disneyland,” Esha states as the car stops in front Hardee’s. 

“Making a small pit stop, baby girl. Hungry?”

“Starving,” Te Koha replies to his mother, laughing. They all unbuckle. Harlowe hands her purse to Calum, with a stern gaze. He finds the small plastic bag in her zipper pocket while she unfastens Nikau, helping him out. Esha steps out of the truck followed by the eldest. The five of them huddle into the restaurant. Harlowe wrangles the kids, figuring what each child wants and then orders two of her order for Calum. 

Calum steps into the bathroom for a second, closing his eyes to try and relieve some pressure from his skull. He didn’t sleep much the night before the flight, nor did he sleep much on it, too tense and too worried that his plan could fall through at any second. He was elated that the kids mostly slept through the flight. Te Koha can keep a secret; Esha cannot. She’s vital to this plan, but if she says the wrong thing too soon, things won’t work out-- not like he had hoped though. 

 He stretches his shoulders, praying at something, anything will do the trick and give him some relief and it does. However, the second he lifts his hand, the pounding in the base of his skill resumes. He groans, but exits the bathroom and sees Harlowe balancing one tray with Nikau on her hip. Te Koha is holding the second one. “I think this one is mine,” Calum teases, sliding the tray from Harlowe’s hand. 

“Why thank you, my good sir. Now if only I could get this baby off my hip who’s very upset to be awake right now, I think we’d be golden,” Harlowe coos, rubbing Nik’s back. 

“I am not a wizard,” Calum returns, kissing her forehead as they settle into a booth. 

“Just my luck, a princess that falls in love with the frog.”

“Daddy’s more a prince charming, Momma,” Esha states with an eye roll. She unwraps her sandwich after rubbing the hand sanitizer thoroughly. 

“Maybe more like Kristoff,” Koha ponders. 

“So no one’s going to say Maui; I’m hurt.” Calum fakes like he’s leaving the booth. Esha grabs his arm, pulling with all her strength. Calum leans back into her gently, spreading his arms out, dramatically huffing. 

She giggles, pushing at him. “Alright Dad, no need to be that dramatic.”

Sitting up, Calum kisses the top of her head, patting Koha on his shoulder. Though it hurts to laugh, he bears through it. It’s worth it, seeing his kids smile and laugh. Especially Te Koha, even if it’s just a small chuckle--Calum will take that over the gloom that had settled behind his boys eyes. Since starting Year Ten, he’s withdrawn a little. Calum prays this trip gives him the much needed rest and a chance to feel like he can open up. Harlowe’s tried talking to him, but Koha usually shrugs, says it nothing. His parents know it’s not nothing. It can’t be nothing with the way he drags out of bed. Not with the way he doesn’t like talking about school, barely wants to stay back for lacrosse practice. Te Koha’ has always been a fairly quiet child, but not this quiet. 

Calum looks over to Harlowe. They are sharing the same thought, the same concern. What is happening with their son? Calum doesn’t want to bring this conversation up right now, not in front of Esha. The two of them are so loving towards each other, but Calum wants to pull his son aside, talk to him in private, just in case it’s too personal. Harlowe doesn’t want to make it seem like she’s forcing or pushing him to talk-- so she keeps quiet-- but prays Koha knows that she’s always there for him. It takes all her strength not to reach across the table and pull Te Koha into her lap, it takes every ounce of willpower not to rock him like she used to do when he was a baby. If only a hug could fix it, she would’ve healed his ache long ago. 

“Babe?” Calum questions, sliding his hand over hers. 

Harlowe glances up from her sandwich, blinking back tears. She hadn’t even realized that she was tearing up, body somehow so lost in her thoughts that the sting never registered, that they blur to her vision hadn’t clicked as her warning. “I’m okay,” she says softly, wiping her nose. 

“Momma?” Nikau questions, holding a round hashbrown out to her. 

Harlowe shakes her head, smiling, “No, eat Nikau. Momma’s okay.”

He continues to hold it out, “Eat.”

“I have my own food, baby.” When Nikau doesn’t retreat with the hashbrown, she bends down, taking hold of it and pressing kisses into his chubby cheeks. “Thank you, bub.”

 Nikau watches her, to make sure she doesn’t sneak it back in front of him. “Welcome,” he smiles--a spitting image of Calum’s. 

“Have you taken your meds?” Calum asks, wrapping his fingers tight around her palm. She nods, her eyes don’t fall to his cheeks. She’s telling the truth. Calum studies her face and watches as her eyes fall to his side of the booth, towards Te Koha. He understands now and nods, rubbing his thumb over her hand. 

Finished with their breakfast, everyone piles back into the rental car, Harlowe in the driverseat. She double checks everyone is buckled, then single Calum’s out. “If I don’t hear snores from you on the rest of this drive, we fighting. I’m pulling over and it’s going to be over for you.”

Calum puts his hands up. “It’s lights out o’clock,” he grins. The tension has faded somewhat, thanks to the water and some food. He can still feel a dull ache. The meds are slowly kicking in for him. Sleep might help; he knows at the very least to try to and sleep after Harlowe’s warning. Even though there’s only about half an hour left in the drive, it’s better than nothing. Reclining his head against the headrest, Calum pulls the hat down even more, to block out the rising sun from his eyes. 

Harlowe gets back onto the highway, noticing some morning traffic up ahead of her. It’s thinning out though, which she appreciates it. Rolling down the pavement, Harlowe nods a long to the song playing from the radio. The back of the truck is too quiet. “Y’all mighty quiet back there,” she teases, glancing back for a second. Not even Nikau is talking. 

“Boss, Ma,” Te Koha responds. 

Harlowe nods with a hum. “Kick their butt,” she laughs. “Go for the kneecaps.”

Esha chuckles. “I wish. But thanks Momma.”

“Anytime, baby girl.”

Esha release a groan, the sounds of furious tapping bleeding in as the song changes on the radio. Te Koha starts talking to Nikau, playing with him before Esha speaks up,  “Ugh, can you do it Koha? My fingers are dumb.”

“You almost got it though.”

“Please?”

“One more try and if you die then, I’ll do it for you,” he concedes. Esha’s whine is cut off by Calum’s snore. Harlowe smiles, pleased at the sound. Esha’s tapping cuts in and out of of the songs and snores. After a few more minutes, cheering starts up. 

Harlowe’s not sure what happening, but she lets out a small, “Whoop whoop” before asking, “Now what are we celebrating? Did you beat the boss, Esha?” Nikau claps, giggling with excitement at the sudden uproar in the car. 

“Yeah, I did,” she cheers a little too loudly and slaps her hands over her mouth. Calum snaps awake. Esha sees his wide-eyed stare. Koha laughs from next to her. “Sorry, Dad,” she whispers. “I just beat the boss. Go back to sleep.”

He nods, before settling back down in the passenger seat. Harlowe, having pressed her lips together, releases her laugh in a short snorts. When she glances back from the rearview mirror to the backseat, Esha’s embarrassment is still clear on her face.  It’s a good thing Calum can fall asleep anywhere and in three seconds flat. Though now after kids, he does wake easily. Harlowe can’t blink in bed without waking Calum some nights. 

The car is silent for another minute or so. “Why do we always go to Disneyland?” Esha whispers. 

“We don’t always go to Disneyland,” Harlowe replies. They do go very often, she’ll admit. But it feels extremely important to go this year after Nikau. They didn’t go the first two years after his birth just because of the flight was so long. His done well on other ones, though they were much shorter. Harlowe and Calum have a special connection to the theme park. It might seem childish, but she loves these trips. 

“We come here a lot,” Te Koha interjects. 

“Papa Bear and I had our honeymoon here,” Harlowe answers, switching lanes before continuing her thought. “I got pregnant with Te Koha before we even got engaged. It wasn’t almost until I was about to deliver that he asked me to marry him. He said, he had been planning to ask months before we even found out. He was just afraid that the kid would make me run off. He didn’t want to ask and then make a fool out of himself. Mind you, I was the one that asked if I could move in with him. That way, he could be as close with his baby as he could be before touring and being a rockstar made him leave. He was so happy to be a father, talked about it every chance he could. Though he wanted to move back to Sydney, he couldn’t do so right away. 

“No this wasn’t my ideal situation, but I was more than happy to start a family. Calum proposed while in the middle of moving me out of my apartment. He was sweaty from lifting and going up and down the stairs. But he had disappeared with some boxes to put into the moving truck for far too long. So when he came back, I could see something in his pocket. I didn’t think anything of it.”

“It was the ring?” Esha questions. 

She nods. “Yeah, I turned around, to point out what stuff was going into the garbage, and what stuff was the last of my things to move. When I turned back around, he was on one knee, holding the box open.”

“Do you remember what he said?” Te Koha asks, looking over to his dad, baseball cap partially covering his face again. He’s always seen his dad as a quiet person, never too emotional, but funny and caring.

“I remember,” Harlowe answers softly. Te Koha has always wondered what Calum was thinking feeling when asking that question. He knows what his dad’s surprise is for his mom, knows how worried he was about everything going off perfectly. To see Calum that worried about something for his mom made Te Koha see how much love is there. Even though they tease each other and the entire family is made up on a lot of sass, there’s so much love. 

“What did he say?”

“Well, one he was a firehose of tears, but he said, ‘I’ve thought about how to ask you this question for months. I’ve kicked myself for not asking sooner. But I love you, I love you and that child you’re growing. I know I said I will always be there, always do whatever you needed me to do. I want to be selfish, I want to do this for me. I want to ask you to be my wife, because I want that honor and no one else. I want my family to be complete, and there’s no one better to complete it with and no better way to complete it than asking, Will marry me, giving me the honor to call you my wife?’” This time the tears are clear to Harlowe as they start. She makes the right turn, onto their exit. She inhales deeply at the memory as it washes over her. 

“Dad’s such a softie,” Esha giggles. “That’s so cute.”

“I’m in the wedding photos though,” Koha probes, needing more details. “I don’t remember it really, but I’ve seen the photos.”

“We didn’t get married until you were about three. I wasn’t in a rush to get married. We had our hands full with you. I couldn’t even think about planning a wedding. The band was releasing a new album about a year after you were born, so I went on the road with them for a few months with you. I thought about just going to a courthouse in one of the cities. But the schedule didn’t really work and Papa Bear was very much against it.”

“I surely was,” Calum states through a sigh. He stretches, a yawn interrupting his next sentence before it can leave his lips. “We had a kid before we even being engaged. I was going to give her the wedding she deserved.”

“But we both agreed on taking a family trip to Disneyland. That was our honeymoon. Even if we did honeymoon with all of Papa Bear’s family, it was a great time. Everything I could imagine,” Harlowe bites her lip, remembering the two days that Joy took Te Koha leaving them to some much needed alone time. 

Calum knows what she’s thinking about and rests his hand on her thigh. High enough to give a hint, but not too high that the kids will say anything. “The wedding was worth the wait right though?” he asks, squeezing Harlowe’s thigh. 

“It was. You did a Haka with your family and Te Koha and I damn near cried.”

“You did cry,” Calum corrects. 

“Ssh, no I didn’t. I got an eyelash in my eye.

“Both of them? At the same time?”

Harlowe pouts, knowing she did very well cry watching Calum and his family members. She swore for a second there, she saw spirits floating above them too while they danced. Calum hasn’t done one since, so she can’t say for sure what she saw or if it was the tears. But watching him made her insides light with a fire. Mali and Joy stood with her, watching as well. Mali was animated, return gestures and faces. Joy held Harlowe’s arm, tears streaming silently down her face. Harlowe was stunned, teary eyed but filled with an eagerness to join in. 

By the end, Joy released her, sensing how badly Harlowe wanted to acknowledge the traditional cry. Mali taught her--it was rushed and not perfect but the two of them chanted and cried back at the group of men. It was seeing the light in Te Koha’s eyes as he danced with his father that got Harlowe, made her want to show her son it’s okay to be proud. That it’s okay to look a little different and still love your roots. Though sometimes Harlowe shouted back in her Native tongue, it was in that atmosphere, amongst spirits of ancestors that the language barrier did not exist. It was the act of souls touching souls--the same tongue was not needed. 

Harlowe pulls into the resort parking lot, wiping her face with her shirt. “I’m turning into the firehose of tears now, shoot.”

After checking in, Harlowe agrees to take the kids down to the pool. Te Koha and Esha head to their rooms to change. Nikau grabs onto Calum. “Do you want to swim, Nikau?” He shakes his head, tugging again at Calum. 

“Aww, buddy, Daddy’s here,” Calum chuckles, picking him up. 

“How’s your head?” she asks Calum. 

“Better, sleep helped. I’ll take Nik for some exploring--just walk around. We’ll meet you at the pool, okay?”

Harlowe nods, kissing her boy’s cheeks, gently nibbling with her lips. He laughs, “Stop, Momma.”

Harlowe ceases, stroking his hair. “Momma loves you.”

“Wove you too.” 

Harlowe changes, taking the two kids down the pool. Calum waits until the door clicks shut before pulling his phone out. There are several texts and phone calls. Calum stands Nikau on the counter top, grinning as the boys dances a little to the ringing tone. 

“Think Momma’s going to like her surprise?” Cal asks his baby boy. 

Nikau nods. “Yes.” 

It takes about twenty minutes to touch base with everyone. Calum packs a little bag with water and some snacks and a change of clothes before setting out on their adventure. Nikau happily trots alongside his dad, pausing only whenever a bug flies by and watching it intensely. Calum only gets stopped once by some fans who ask for pictures. Nikau smiles, and waves at them from his father’s arms. Once they are free from fans, the walks continues and Calum snaps a few pictures of Nikau intently exploring the earth around him. Once the last text comes in that they’ve arrived safely to the resort, Calum heads to the pool. He’ll take them off the resort for dinner, so Harlowe won’t run into anyone before tomorrow. 

At the pool, Calum spots her easily, reclining on the sun lounger, brown skin glistening, proudly wearing a two piece even with the stretch marks from three kids. Calum stands over her, blocking the sun from her way. Nikau attempts to climb up into the seat. So Calum places him next to her. “I was kind of soaking that up,” she retorts, sitting up and settling Nik between her legs. 

“You should be watching the kids,” he laughs. 

She pushes up her glasses, nodding in their direction. “I’m watching them just fine.”

“Momma, look,” Nikau holds up tiny purple blossom. 

“Oh, it’s so pretty, baby boy. Did you find it on your walk?”

He nods. “Yes. Daddy pick it for me.”

“By the time I noticed what he was doing, I just plucked it,” Calum laughs with a shrug. 

Carefully, Harlowe picks up the blossom and notices there’s a small bit of the stem left. “Do you want it in your hair? Or do you just want to hold it?” she asks. 

“Hair,” Nikau replies, pointing to his head. Harlowe nods, reaching into her bag. A clip in her hand and she carefully places it in his hair. It’s a very small blossom, so it won’t be too heavy for the clip. 

Calum looks out to the pool, Esha and Te Koha having a small splash war before he tries to swim away. Esha chases after him. “I think Papa Bear should’ve gotten a flower too. You two could’ve been twins,” Harlowe teases. Calum turns back to her, heart hammering a little. God, even after all these years, Calum still finds himself so stunned by her beauty. He stretches over, kissing her softly. He can’t wait to see her face tomorrow. 

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“Where are we going again?” Harlowe asks sliding into the cork wedges. Calum insisted that she pack a white dress. She wasn’t sure why initially but didn’t question it too much. She thought it might be a for a themed dinner. But now the day of, she’s not sure that’s it. It was well after park hours. The kids aren’t wearing white, thankfully, because Nikau is notorious for falling and getting grass stains all over himself. He’s dressed in black dress pants and a cute green polo. 

“It’s a show,” Calum explains, leaving the first few buttons of his shirt undone and letting the black tank underneath peek through the navy striped button up. He watches her in the mirror, debating which jewelry to wear. She slides on some gold bangles but leaves it at that. 

“Momma! I need help!” Esha shouts. 

“What’s up?” she calls back, scurrying out of their room towards Esha’s cry for help.

“Zipper,” is the answer. Calum dabs on some cologne, pulling a face in the mirror as Nikau watches from the bed. The baby laughs, falling backwards in his fit of giggles at his father’s wide eyes and pouty lipped expression. 

Calum turns around, tickling the boy. “Silly boy,” he laughs, picking him up and setting him to the floor. Te Koha walks into the room, knocking softly on the open door. “What’s up?”

Koha holds out the velvet black box. “Figured I’d hand that over now while Mom’s busy.”

“Thank you, for helping me a lot. I really appreciate it, Koha.”

He shrugs. “No problem, Dad.” There’s something in the way he stands, Calum notices. He looks to the floor. 

Calum pockets the box. “You know you can talk to me about anything, right, son?” 

Koha nods, picking at his fingernails his gaze is still settled on the carpet. Cal knows better than to push this. He lets the silence linger. Te Koha finally looks up to his dad, noticing the careful slight downturn to his brows. It’s the concern, the want to ask, the need to help, but a fear to push too much. Koha exhales deeply. “Can we talk? Like after the ceremony and everything?”

“Of course we can.”

“Cool, thanks Dad. For being there.” 

“I’ll always be there,” Calum states, gently pulling Koha into his side and hugging him. Koha’s just about staring him eye to eye. It’s terrifying how tall he’s getting. But it’s to be expected. Calum runs a hand over the current hairstyle, a boxtop. “You actually use that oil Mum recommended?”

Koha huffs with a smile, patting down the afro. “Yeah, I did, Dad. I gotta look good for the girls.” He pauses for a moment. 

Calum notices. There’s something else on his lips that he dares not let fall. Calum laughs, slinging his arm around Koha’s shoulders. “Whatever gets you to take care of your hair and shower is fine be me.”

Esha and Harlowe emerge soon after, ready to go. Calum’s already got Harlowe’s purse and the backpack for Nikau with some coloring stuff and a spare change of clothes just in case an accident happens. Though it’s not likely. It’s as the limousine waits in front of the resort that Harlowe suspects for sure that it’s not a show like Calum is trying to pass off. They slide into the back of the car, door clicking close by the driver. 

“What did you do?” Harlowe narrows her gaze at Calum. 

He shrugs. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“What have you done?” she asks again. Calum shakes his head. She turns to Koha. 

He holds his hands up. “I was only told to get dressed for dinner. I don’t know anything.” She sighs. Of course he’d be a hard one to crack. Too calm under pressure. Harlowe looks to Esha. She’ll give it up. 

“Mom, I may or may not know what’s happening. But if I tell, it’s my life. I like living.”

Harlowe sighs, dropping her head for a second. “Calum you’ve done something and have roped our kids into it. I’ll never know how you managed to keep Esha quiet, but whatever it is, it’s good. Too good.”

Readjusting his hold on Nik, Calum bends down kissing her temple. “It’s just a show and dinner.”

“With a limousine? Baby, I wasn’t born at night, let alone last night.” The drive in a battle of Harlowe hurling questions to get a hint to the truth and Calum batting them down. He’s too damn good at this, at this calmness on top of a lot of panic. With a playful wag of her fist, Harlowe resigns to the drive with no clues. The car tops and from the windows, she can see pink and purple lights. 

The sight catches her breathe in her throat. The door opens and the Sleeping Beauty Castle stares down at her light up in a beautiful purple. Esha and Koka climb out first. Koha takes Nikau as he climbs out and they wait for their parents to exit the car. Esha laughs as her mother’s sobs start up. “Calum, no, you didn’t,” Harlowe cries, climbing at of the car thanks to his help. 

Esha slides her mother some tissue and they lead the way. Harlowe clings to Calum’s arm, whispering over and over, that it’s in his best interest to tell her what is happening. She is a mess though and know the threats are empty, hollow even before she can utter them. They walk through the park, attendants, smiling hard at them. They lead them to the front of the castle. Harlowe sees a crowd already waiting. Her family and his in the crowd. 

They stand in the presence of Calum and Harlowe. Mali hands her a bouquet and note cards. “You’re a mess,” she teases, dabbing under her eyes. 

“Mali, thank you. I can’t stop the tears. You know how I get.”

Fanning her face, Mali clears away some of the mascara that started to run down her face. “It’s alright. It’s why I’m here.” They hug quickly and Mali ducks back to her seat. 

Harlowe glances down to the cards in her hand, they’re her original vows. She gasps turning to Calum who’s still holding onto her arm. “No you didn’t,” she laughs, lightly hitting his chest with the notecards. They talked about renewing vows, but the way Calum asked questions, she always thought it would later. She was okay with that, okay with waiting. But she knew she should’ve listened to her gut when he started asking what she wanted to her new band to look like, what she wanted to put on his new one. All those months ago--that was her warning to what was to come. She thought herself crazy, it seemed suspicious, but harmless enough. 

Calum grins, grabbing onto her free hand. “You’re not a princess anymore. You’re a queen. But I figured you’d appreciate the Disneyland magic for our vow renewal.”

“I love you,” she whispers, kissing him sweetly before they walk down the aisle. Koha stands next to Esha, holding a black folder in his hands. Harlowe looks around to see the grandparents huddled together with Nikau. He waves at his parents as they pass. It’s a moment before Harlowe recognizes the song playing, Work Song, by Hozier as they proceed. 

At the end of the aisle, Harlowe and Calum face each other. Esha holds the bouquet. Koha starts, reading a small speech about his parents love and watching the two of them uplift each other even when things seemed dark. “I wish them many more happy years together. Dad’s been a rock for Mom in her trying times. Mom’s the glue when Dad’s ducktape jobs don’t always work. But they always put us first, and each other above themselves. If that’s not love, I don’t know what else is,” Koha concludes. 

Esha reads next. “I know I haven’t been alive very long. A point Momma likes to make a lot. But even in my eleven years I have watched my parents grow. I have watched them make mistakes, and learn from them. I have watched them roll with the punches. I have watched them to constantly make it through. I have watched them love each other and me, Te Koha and Nikau unconditionally. Mom, I know it’s still hard to let people help you. I know you want to be strong and do it all yourself. You don’t have to. We are here. Dad is here for you. We love you. Thank you for letting Dad help you. Thank you for choosing to love him every day, thanks for loving us. Dad, I know you’re going to have choice words for me bringing this up, but, I am my mother’s daughter.” Calum laughs, with a shake of his head. “Dad, thank you for letting Mom into your life. Thank you for loving her. Thank you for letting her crack you open. Without her, we wouldn’t be here. But don’t think all the work is done. She makes a choice and so do you. Make sure you’re choosing her. We know you choose family every second of every day, but Mom’s, well she was there first, don’t forget to choose her as your wife, not just our mother. You’re going so far. I want a love like yours. Thank you for setting a good example for me.”

Harlowe’s eyes start to swim again with tears at the speeches. Sometimes, she really can’t stop the tears, her eyes become a leaky faucet. Koha turns it over to Calum to recite his vows. “Esha’s a little too on the nose with her speech. I suspect someone read my vows,” he jokes, raising an eyebrow at her. “But, Harlowe, we’ve seen nearly twenty years together. It is by no mistake that I asked you to marry me in the middle of your empty apartment. I promise to be there. I promise to choose you, to choose us, to choose our family. I was wrong then to think it would be an honor to have you call yourself my wife. The real honor is that I get call myself your husband, to have been there for every poem you’ve written, to have gone to the readings I could, to crash your lectures, to watch you grow three beautiful children, to see you raise three amazing people and I get to be right at your side. I will be there for the next twenty years and the next twenty after that and the next fifty after that. I will be there in sickness, in health, for rich or for poor, now, and tomorrow, next week and my next life.” Pulling out the new band, he switches them. “With this ring, I seal my vow to you.”

“God,” Harlowe huffs, fanning herself. “Who’s got the switch to my eyeballs? I’d like to turn them off for now, no more tears,” she laughs. Reading over the vows, she shakes her head. They won’t do. Those are eighteen years old, those are vows from a woman who is entirely different from her now, those are from someone young and naive. She’s older, wiser now. “I vowed to you eighteen years ago, to be there, to support you, to comfort you in wee morning hours, to love you. Those are old. My vows today are to curl up in bed with you at 9 pm, to answer your calls when I get the chance, to listen to you more than I hear you. My vows today to you are to help you raise three kids and not lose our sanity while we’re at it. I vow to love you everyday, to choose to love you, to put blood, sweat, and tears into loving you. I vow to be more vulnerable with you. I vow to lay up on the living room floor after we’ve run our tails off behind Nikau and let you know I still find you attractive, in more ways one. I vow to slow down for you. I vow to nag you to death, but only when you need it. I vow to learn to say yes to help more often. I vow to continue to grow with you. I vow never to be stagnant with you, to always, always grow.”

Esha hands her Calum’s new wedding band. Slipping it out of the box, she takes places the new band on. “With this ring, I seal my vow to you.”

Koha closes his folder. “So, yeah, now’s the part where you two kiss, I guess.”

Calum, with a grin on his face, slides his hand across Harlowe’s round brown cheeks, sealing his mouth over hers. They kiss slow, Harlowe sliding her fingers into the loops of his pants. As they part, she ducks her head into his chest, inhaling his scent, tightly gripping the fabric of his shirt. “I love you so much, Calum.”

“I love you too, Harlowe.”

The reception takes place at the Small World Mall in the park. Music plays, until a drum beat starts up. Harlowe knows that sound; she listens to it when she dances, when she’s homesick for a place she’s never step foot in. She watches Calum, Koha, and even Nikau walks over to the center of the dance floor. Harlowe sees Esha sliding out of her shoes and completes the tiny circle in the middle of the dance floor. Harlowe, who kicked out of her shoes, long ago, dances her way into the middle. The moves are not accurate--she knows she’s doing them wrong. But the music is transporting her, the tall drums stretched with hide make her feel at peace. 

Around the small circle of Calum, Te Koha, Esha and Nikau, her family makes a circle around them. Then a third bigger circle wraps around. And all the while, as the drum steadily rings out, people shouting in different Native tongues, Harlowe bounces on her heels in the center. She hikes the skirt of her dress in one hand, a cry ripping over her throat. She’s not sure where it comes from, who it is for, but it leaves her so loudly, with so much force, she bows. She cannot stand upright. When her eyes open, she knows it’s not tears--she knows it is spirits descending and ascending, meeting in a rainbow above her head. As soul touches soul, there is no barrier here. 

The drumming fades. Calum collects her into his arms, beads of sweat running down her forehead. The circles, rings of connected, physically break, but emotionally and mentally still remain. Harlowe rocks in Calum’s arms, voice gone from all the emotion stealing it. She cries into his chest, only a breathy, “Thank you,” tumbling from her lips. 

Harlowe excuses herself to the bathroom, sweat still rolling down her skin. Calum returns to the table, sitting down next to Koha. He immediately starts to speak. “I know I said I wanted to talk later, but I guess now feels more appropriate,” his son starts. “People are mean, and I know they always will be. But like, it hurts to hear them say stuff about you.”

Calum nods, resting his arm around Koha’s chair. “It’s always hard to hear it about yourself.”

“A lot of people ask me questions about being black and like what’s it like in America and what it means to be Māori too. I don’t mind that, but I hate it when they ask me how does it feel to be white too. Like, as if somehow that part of me erases everything else I am. As if I’m somehow not really Black and Māori too. Like I wish I could show them this, show them how real I am. But I can’t.”

Turning in the seat, Calum stares down at his son. He can’t change what makes up his son, can’t change the way he looks. “Look at me Te Koha.” Koha lifts his gaze from the center of the dancefloor to his father. “You are you; you know who you are. Changing yourself to appease them will only hurt you. What do they want? For you to be darker? Then they will ridicule you for that. If you’re lighter, they’ll tell you you are lying about who you are. They will never be satisfied. The question is are you satisfied with you. Are you happy with yourself? If you can say yes to that, then their opinions don’t matter. This is all easier said than done of course. It takes time to be happy with yourself. But you take it one step at a time. You be happy with the way your hair looks one day. Then be happy with your skin. Then be happy with your nose. Then be happy with your hair and skin. One thing at a time. All the self love that builds, they’re words won’t be able to get in.”

Koha nods. He gets what his dad is saying. But why did life always have to go for the long play? Why wasn’t there an easier solution? “That makes sense. But what do I do for now? That’s a long play; I’ve got issues right now.”

“For now, you live in this moment. You live among your people, your family, the circle of love surrounding you. That’s what you do right now.”

Koha chuckles, staring back out to the dancefloor. “I remember some of the Haka. Not all of it.”

“I’ll put in a special request for tomorrow. A crash course, your Mum will love it.”

Grinning, Koha nods up at his dad. “Thanks, Dad. I’d like that.”

“What else is family for?”

[welcometothickfila]

Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed? I keep my closet door open all the time, just because it's one of those barn style doors and I like the way it looks open.

Do you take the shampoos and conditioner bottles from hotel? If I like the product I will, but otherwise no. Most of the time I'll take the conditioner because, ya know, you can only go so wrong with conditioner. Because I dye my hair black and I've got very wavy and coarse hair, I am extremely careful with the shampoos I use on my hair. Matter of fact, I can't tell you the last time I actually used shampoo. I cowash.

Do you sleep with your sheets tucked in or out? I sleep with the sheets out. I can't deal with tucked in sheets when I'm trying to get comfy. It produces a similar feeling of entrapment like trying to sleep with socks on does for me. Ew.

Have you ever stolen a street sign before? Nope and I have never had the urge to do that.

Do you like to use post-it notes? If I am in a position in which using post-it notes makes sense then I will use them, yes.

Do you cut out coupons but then never use them? No but I will get coupons in the mail, keep ones I intend on using, and then forget to use them, so kinda the same thing.

Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of a bees? No. Just no. Obviously a bear attack is likely to end in death or at least serious injury like dismemberment, but then on the other hand it would suck to be stung by a swarm of bees and you never know, I could be allergic, so I'm just gonna stick with my original answer - no. Just no.

Do you have freckles? Yeah, especially on my shoulders and my back. I will also get some on my face when I'm in the direct sun for a while and I had a lot on my face as a kid.

Do you always smile for pictures? I smile for pictures most of the time, yes.

What is your biggest pet peeve? I don't know. Just general rudeness, really. This is one of those questions where I don't have the answer right now or off the top of my head, but ask me when I'm annoying and I can give you multiple things, lol. Oh, one thing I really hate is when someone tries to continue a conversation with you when it's very clear that you don't want to talk. I don't want anyone to take it personally. Sometimes I just don't feel like talking.

Do you ever count your steps when you walk? I mean I have before, yeah.

Have you ever peed in the woods? Yes, I have.

What about pooped in the woods? I don't believe so.

Do you ever dance even if theres no music playing? Sometimes, I guess? Idk, sometimes I'm the girl that does a little happy dance when she eats.

Do you chew your pens and pencils? No, I don't do that.

How many people have you slept with this week? That'd be zero.

What size is your bed? My bed is a queen.

What is your song of the week? I really like "I Hope" by Gabby Barrett.

Do you still watch cartoons? Not really. Pretty sure the only cartoon I like these days is Spongebob, and I don't have cable, so that's that.

Where would you bury hidden treasure if you had some? Bend over and I'll show ya. Idk man.

What do you drink with dinner? I'm pretty much always drinking a diet soda.

What do you dip a chicken nugget in? I'll usually dip a nugget in ranch or ketchup, and I'll occasionally get sweet and sour sauce at McDonald's.

What is your favorite food? I love chinese food, and then cheese fries with ranch.

Last person you kissed/kissed you? My boyfriend and I kissed at the gas station after work about an hour ago.

Were you ever a boy/girl scout? No, I was not.

Would you ever strip or pose nude in a magazine? Nah, that ain't me.

Ever gotten a speeding ticket? Yes.

Ran out of gas? Almost, and it was one of the scariest times of my life, no joke. It was my first time making the long drive back home by myself, which mind you is like a 10 hour drive, and I was in the middle of the West Virginia mountains with no cell phone service and there wasn't a gas station for miles and my gas light was on and I wasn't sure how long it had been on. I was so scared I was going to get stuck in the mountains alone and not be able to call anyone.

Favorite kind of sandwich? I guess a ham sandwich is my favorite.

Best thing to eat for breakfast? Well, my favorite breakfast of all time is from this little cafe here and it's a platter with French toast with cheesecake filling on top, bacon, eggs and hashbrowns. However, I also love the Sunrise Sampler from Cracker Barrel and a Hardee's chicken biscuit with hashbrowns, lol. I just love breakfast, tbh.

What is your usual bedtime? I go to bed anywhere from 3 to 6 AM. I work 2nd shift.

Are you stubborn? I can be very stubborn when the subject matter is something I feel strongly about or if I am very aggravated, yes. Otherwise, I'd say I'm pretty level-headed.

Who is better...Leno or Letterman? I don't have a preference because I don't follow either of them.

Ever watch soap operas? My great grandma used to always have Days of our Lives playing at her house when she used to babysit my sister and me, so I have some soap opera experience there, yeah. For a little while I was also a fan of Desperate Housewives and Tyler Perry's The Haves and the Have Nots.

Afraid of heights? I say I am, but it's not enough to stop me from things like flying or amusement rides.

Sing in the car? Of course. Singing in the car is awesome.

Dance in the shower? I have before but not regularly, no.

Dance in the car? Heck yeah I do.

Ever used a gun? I have shot a gun, yes.

Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer? Um...never, Unless you count Christmas pictures I took when I was like 4 or yearbook pictures, lol.

Do you think musicals are cheesy? For the most part, yes.

Is Christmas stressful? Yes. Christmas is lovely, but it is often stressful as well.

Ever eat a pierogi? Yep.

Favorite type of fruit pie? I guess apple, but I'd much rather have pecan pie. Yum.

Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid? I think the only thing I can remember wanting to be was a teacher.

Do you believe in ghosts? I think so.

Ever have a Deja-vu feeling? Yes.

Take a vitamin daily? No.

Wear slippers? Not really.

Wear a bath robe? Nah.

What do you wear to bed? Pajama pants and a shirt, most of the time.

First concert? *NYSNC. That's right, be jealous, lol.

Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart?

Kmart, Wal-Mart and then Target. Kmart stores are dwindling though. :(

Nike or Adidas? Hm, both. Probably Adidas first because Superstars are my favorite shoes.

Cheetos Or Fritos? Both, but probably Cheetos a little more.

Peanuts or Sunflower seeds? Both. I love nuts in general.

Can you curl your tongue? I can, yes.

Ever been in love? Currently.

Who would you like to see in concert? Oh, there's so many people I'd like to see live because I just love concerts in general. I'd like to see Luke Combs again, Fall Out Boy again (but have them play their old stuff), Def Leppard, Chris Stapleton, Blackbear, etc.

What was the last concert you saw? Luke Combs!

Hot tea or cold tea? I love cold, sweet tea.

Tea or coffee? I like both, but tea a little more.

Sugar or snickerdoodles? Sugar.

Can you swim well? I can swim like a fish, to be honest. I grew up in South Carolina spending every warm day in my grandpa's swimming pool.

Can you hold your breath without holding your nose? I can.

Are you patient? It depends.

DJ or band, at a wedding? I would probably prefer a DJ.

Which are better black or green olives? All olives are disgusting to me.

Do you want kids? I think so but I'm not entirely sure yet.

What's your favorite color? My favorite color is purple.

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Representative Ted Budd has also been invited to participate. Thanks for visiting The use of software that blocks ads hinders our ability to serve you the content you came here to enjoy. Pat McCrory, Representative Mark Walker, and military veteran Marjorie K. CEO Andy Puzder take the stage to talk about “ woke capitalism.”Ĭapping off this stellar conference is the most anticipated event of all: the Republican US Senate Primary Debate with confirmed candidates Gov. Whether you want to learn more about advancing school choice or are concerned about election security, there are plenty of sessions to choose from.Īfter another short break, a delicious sit down lunch will be provided as you listen to former Hardee’s and Carl’s Jr. Then, you’re off to our many breakout sessions. Wake up on Saturday morning, February 26th, and join us for a jolt of caffeine, plated breakfast in the ballroom, and a stellar lineup of speakers who will enlighten (and entertain) you.įollowed by breakfast, take a few minutes to network with like-minded North Carolinians and tour the vendor hall where liberty-first organizations and best selling authors will be available to discuss volunteer opportunities and ideas. That evening, you’ll find your comedic relief with Babylon Bee CEO Seth Dillon as he takes the main stage and mingles with VIP ticket holders.Ĭap off the night with a nightcap and cigar at our signature Cigar Reception out on the Marriott terrace. Wind down from your training by ordering one of our signature Locke Libations at the bar, and if you’re a VIP ticket holder, mingle with George Washington and Thomas Jefferson, who have confirmed they will be traveling through time to visit their fellow patriots in 2022. We will closely monitor developments between now and the meeting in June and if anything changes, we will notify the annual conference lay and clergy members and put the information on the Conference webpage.Kicking off the conference on Friday, February, 25th, will be our Grassroots Activist Training, which will equip you to take a front line in defending liberty across the state.

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Please note, however, registration and full participation (including voting) will ONLY happen in person. We trust your judgement to make the best decision for your health and for the well-being of one another. That list of options will be made available in the program materials. The Annual Conference meeting and worship services will be livestreamed on the annual conference webpage and can be viewed in various places around the Lake. Thank you for your faithful ministry and leadership in the conference and the kingdom. If you are not able to attend in person, please request an excused absence.Ĭlergy who are retired or are on leave of absence are automatically excused if they are not able to attend. Annual Conference will be live-streamed for at-home viewing, but registration and full participation (including voting) is only possible in person. WNC clergy who are in full connection, provisional members, associate members, and local pastors are required to attend the Western North Carolina Annual Conference meeting, June 16-19, 2022. Masks are encouraged at all times and may be required during worship due to an increased number of participants. While the conference will be livestreamed for at-home viewing, registration and full participation (including voting) will ONLY happen in person. To encourage social distancing and for the safety of all, only lay and clergy members of the annual conference will be allowed in Stuart Auditorium during the business sessions. The 2022 Western North Carolina Annual Conference meeting will be held at Lake Junaluska, June 16-19.

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8. When I was 9 or 10 my dad took me to visit with an older hunting buddy friend of his. My parents were divorced and my dad lived in another part of the country, so while I had known this guy since I was a toddler I didn't share the same common interests as either of them. The older friend was a gun dealer and had lots of catalogs (this was before the internet was in wide use) to order bullets, magazines, guns, etc and they often spent hours going through listings to determine what they wanted to order. We got there fairly early and my dad said that after an hour or two we'd all go to Hardees for breakfast before going to shoot clay birds.

Now I'm a youngin, I don't care much about guns or hunting for sport and am just incredibly bored so I start wandering around the house, reading my video game magazines that I brought with me and very quickly that hour or two has passed and they're still down there. I ask if they're going to leave any time soon and the friend suggests I check the refrigerator in the kitchen and see if there's anything I want to eat.

I look through the fridge and find nothing... however on the kitchen table I see an apple and decide that will be appetizing enough to hold me over. As I pick up the apple and prepare to take a bite, at that point his wife steps in and tells me "don't eat that. everything in the bowl is wax!" I tell her thank you for warning me and continue to wander around the house burning time until we can get going. Maybe another 30 minutes later I go back to the basement where they're going through catalogs and ask when we are going to Hardee's. My dads friend asks if I'm still hungry after going through their fridge. I tell him that I was going to eat an apple but his wife told me it was wax before I made the mistake. Both of them give me a blank stare and after about 20 seconds of shock my dad explains that his wife recently passed away. I then go back through the house to try to find her to show that they were just joking with me but sure enough she was nowhere to be found.

Roughly 30 years later before he passed away my dad still insisted that I must have imagined it. But I didn't, she told me not to eat the wax fruit.

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Hardee’s is an American fast-food restaurant chain recognized for its tasty burgers, grilled burritos, and hand-breaded chicken tenders.

The Hardee’s chain is also popular for its Made from Ice Cream Shakes & Malts and Scratch biscuits. But what I like about this Hardee’s restaurant is its breakfast menu.

Hardee’s breakfast selections are next to none. Their chicken biscuits and steak are out of this world, and the Hardee’s breakfast platter with bacon is to die for. The latter is love among regulars.

Hardee’s restaurant is a daily stop for large groups of people around the country.

When you walk into a Hardee’s restaurant, you will immediately notice groups of people crowded around talking about things that matter to them over coffee, donuts, and biscuits.

It’s a fabulous place to visit with friends and family. Because notwithstanding being a fast-food chain, Hardee’s is a classy joint with a pleasant atmosphere and 5-star service.

I don’t care much about facilities or fancy a restaurant might be or how comfortable.

For me, what matters is breakfast food quality, especially at breakfast time. It’s my choice and the most important meal of the day, therefore making it right is paramount.

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Hardees Breakfast

Hardee's Restaurants LLC is a well-known fast-food restaurant chain in the United States of America. The Hardee's restaurant chain was founded by Wilber Hardee. Wilber Hardee opened the first Hardee's restaurant in Rocky Mount, North Carolina, on June 23, 1960.

Hardees Breakfast - The first Hardee's restaurant opened in Greenville, North Carolina on September 3, 1960. CKE Restaurants Holdings, Inc paid $327 million to Montreal-based Imasco Limited in 1997 to combine Hardee's restaurants. Since then, CKE Restaurants Holdings, Inc. has been running Hardee's restaurants.

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The restaurant chain currently has 3828 locations. The United States accounts for 3152 of the 3828 restaurants, with the remaining restaurants located in other countries.

Hardee's is renowned for its delicious and nutritious food. There are a variety of foods to choose from, including biscuits and gravy, bacon Swiss chicken biscuit with cheese, sausage patty, Monster Biscuit, and more.

If you're looking for a tasty and healthy meal, Hardee's is the place to go. It offers a delectable breakfast at an affordable price.

Hardee's restaurants offer breakfast every day, but the hours vary by location. As a result, most blogs are unable to provide reliable information about the chain's breakfast hours. Keep an eye on the hardeesmenu.us website to see when Hardee's breakfast finishes, when Hardee's begins selling breakfast, and when Hardee's starts selling breakfast.

Hardees Breakfast Menu Hours

In the United States, there are 3828 Hardee's restaurants. Every day of the week, both of these restaurants offer breakfast. The times, on the other hand, differ from one place to the next.

Hardee's breakfast hours start at 6:00 a.m. every day in most locations. On weekends, it does, however, begin earlier in some places.

As a result, it is preferable to know the exact time of breakfast and behave accordingly. To be aware of the exact opening hours of a restaurant in a specific location.

When is the Hardee’s Breakfast Hours On Sunday?

Most branches serve breakfast from 6:00 AM to 10:30 AM Monday through Saturday, and from 7:00 AM to 10:30 AM on Sunday.