Friday, October 21, 2016

Social Security


Recently received a letter from Social Security.  The letter came from the Southeastern Program Service Center in Birmingham, Alabama.  It mentioned a Claim Number and began:

"We are writing to you about your Social Security benefits.

"What You Should Know"

"We changed your monthly benefit to $17.50 as of May 2016.  We found that your prior amount was incorrect."

Just let that much sink in and think about what you would think if you received such a letter.

It was not what I was thinking when I reached that point in the letter. 

I called by phone and found out there had been a change in my Social Security and this was not a letter delivering dire news to me. 

Note: Since this is, after all, a personal matter, I'll not go into it any further, but I just wanted to share it.  And, by the way, I just like to start my blog posts with an image of some kind.  The letter did not have this image at the top of it.  Yes, I was just trying to grab your interest.  Don't expect me to go any further except to say, every "little" thing is fine and the Social Security Representative set my mind at ease over the matter.

END OF BLOG POST

Thursday, April 07, 2016

Another Dream

In the Holy Bible, some scriptures tell about dreams and there were other people who could interpret the dreams.  I could use a dream interpreter.

When I have a dream including people who are already in heaven, I wonder what it means.

The one last night was fairly vivid.

Like lots of my dreams, things seem to be more of a feeling than a meaning.

It seems like to me that I was not expecting these people and even in the dream I did not realize they were no longer with us here on earth.  I'm pretty sure of two of them and the third one was some one closely related to them. So, the two I recognized were Grandma Lockhart and Mother. 

The part that really baffles me is that things seemed fairly normal and through the dream itself, there was no feeling of anything but that it was normal and they were still alive.  It was very close to a happy dream. 

It was not until I had been awake for a short time that I realized those people are no longer with us on earth.

~ Doing Some Reflecting ~
 
We do not blog much at all anymore because it takes time to do it.
 
Each day that passes now seems like just a few minutes, even though it has the same 24 hours.
 
As a child, vacations were usually visiting some relatives.
 
There was one that was special in which we took Grandma Lockhart with us.  She and her children always tried to be together to celebrate her birthday around Labor Day.  On this vacation, we visited Carlsbad Caverns in New Mexico.  From that southeastern part of New Mexico, we traveled on to White Sands and eventually spent a night in Cloudcroft before heading back.  I could not even tell you what year it was.  I do recall my sister and I walked out of the depths of the Caverns while our parents and Grandma Lockhart took the elevator.  As we march up the upward sloping trail we would say "left right" most of the way to keep us at it.
 
I'll never forget that vacation.  A big surprise was to have to have covers in Cloudcroft because it was so cool at night and, of course, this was when we were out of school in the summertime in Texas.
 
The caverns were breathtaking.  Let me try this to see if it will work...
 
 


Friday, February 19, 2016

WHO IS HARPER LEE?


Just finished reading "To Kill A Mockingbird" for the second time, and had almost finished "Go Set A Watchman" when the news came today of the death of Harper Lee.


Harper Lee, 'To Kill a Mockingbird' author, dead at 89




Here's a link looked at today about a happening in her hometown of Monroeville, Alabama.
Monroeville, AL – To Kill A Mockingbird – CBS Sunday Morning 7-11-10. wmv

Wednesday, February 17, 2016

You Are God's Idea

I'm pretty sure the author of this is Max Lucado.  When I read this, I thought, "There's a blog post in there somewhere.


 
Jeremiah 1:5  "Before I made you in your mother's womb, I chose you."
 
God planned and packed you on purpose for his purpose.
 
Heaven's custom design.
 
At a moment before moments existed, the sovereign Star Maker resolved, "I will make __________." Your name goes in the blank. Then he continued with, "And I will make him/her __________, __________ and __________ and __________ and __________." Fill those blanks with your characteristics. Insightful. Clever. Detail oriented. Restless. And since you are God's idea, you are a good idea. What God said about Jeremiah, he said about you: "Before I made you in your mother's womb, I chose you. Before you were born, I set you apart for a special work."
 
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
 
When the question of "What gifts/talents did God give me?"
 
are brought up, I almost want to include
 
I'm a good "copy cat"
 
I'd really rather describe someone else than myself.
 
In fact, I think it is easier to describe another person
than to describe one's self.
 
What do you think?
 

Thursday, December 31, 2015

A Wish Before 2016 Arrives

Mary Hogan sent this e card to me and I'm wondering how long it will be viewable.  Only time will tell.

E-card New Year Wishes

Auld Lang Syne (Robert Burns poem from 1788 and music from old folk song)

Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
And auld lang syne!

Chorus.-For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.

And surely ye'll be your pint stowp!
And surely I'll be mine!
And we'll tak a cup o'kindness yet,
For auld lang syne. 
CHORUS

 We twa hae run about the braes,
And pou'd the gowans fine;
But we've wander'd mony a weary fit,
Sin' auld lang syne.
 
CHORUS

We twa hae paidl'd in the burn,
Frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us braid hae roar'd
Sin'auld lang syne.
 CHORUS
 
And there's a hand, my trusty fere!
And gie's a hand o'thine!
And we'll tak a right gude-willie waught,
For auld lang syne. 
 FINAL CHORUS .-For auld lang syne, my dear,
For auld lang syne.
We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet,
For auld lang syne.
 

Sunday, December 27, 2015

Read Another Current Book

 

Bill Fleming loaded us a copy of John Grisham's latest book, given to him by his daughter.  Smitty read it first while we were in Memphis for Thanksgiving.  I picked it up shortly after we returned and found it, as usual, a book to just keep on reading until finished.

We gave it back to Bill and he immediately gave it to someone else who wanted to read it.

I believe I continue in my efforts to read all his major books.  He has written some for young people.  Since I'm definitely a senior citizen, I decided I would not read that category of books.

There are some little short books that I remember fondly like "Skipping Christmas" -- a very funny book.  Also, "Playing for Pizza" was a little different.

I had trouble reading "A Painted House" the first time I tried, but eventually I started from the beginning and did read it through on my second try.

I am not a speed reader.  I've had some training in doing that, but I just like to plod at a slow pace so I don't miss anything.

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

THIS IS TEXAS



THIS IS TEXAS - Expand video to full screen for this is a great video about Texas,!.
Published on Apr 25, 2014

TEXAS by Ban 2014

This is a 10 minute slide show of my Texas pictures with fabulous music by the Dallas based Vocal Majority (150+ voice men's chorus that has been winning many International Championships for 30+ years). Hopefully you will "LIKE" this new version and forward it to your friends.

The 2012 version was made from pictures I happened to have and used cattle and flower pictures as fill time. At the 2014 publishing time the 2012 version had about 85,000+ views. This slide show is much more intentional trying to cover more of the State and adding more Texas flavor. It has given me an appreciation for Texas's variety and size. Texas is a very BIG State! I got as far as the Louisiana border (East), Corpus Christi (South), Midland (West) and Amarillo (North).

Unlike the 2012 version this is HD and places are better identified. Roughly 60 pictures are reused from the 2012 version and many of those are in the first few minutes. There are 158 pictures (30+ more than the 2012 version) so many go by fast as the music length hasn't changed. Pictures of Dallas, Houston, and Austin are much improved. A tip of the hat is given to the oil industry. Some fun was added with names of little Texas towns. Pictures from East Texas, Galveston, Corpus Christi, sites around Houston, Presidential Libraries, Buffalos roaming, Blue Bell ice cream, etc. were added. Sorry I wasn't everywhere and that some pictures don't perfectly match music but I'm close. (Confession the deer playing pictures are from Colorado & the Muleshoe sign was borrowed from the Internet - I visited all the other little towns and even Hoot & Holler and Bug Tussle but someone stole their signs).

For those outside of Texas, clearly the time to visit Texas is in the spring when the Bluebonnets are blooming. The Bluebonnet pictures were taken in the Llano area, the Willow City Loop, Brenham and Ennis.

Turn the volume up as the music is terrific! If you like this click "LIKE" and forward to your friends.

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Friday, August 14, 2015

LOST is the KEY WORD

If I just had one blog, it would be a lot less complicated for me.  This blog probably should be called "COPY CAT" blog because so very often I find something I want to share that is really good.

It is no accident that three parables in the Holy Bible begin with LOST.  Put the three together, and you have a very good three points for a sermon.

They are summed up in this short article that one sees over and over, and they are all related to LOVE.

http://redemptoristpreacher.com/tag/parable-of-the-lost-sheep/

"God is love" "Love never dies"

How wonderful and yet impossible, so it seems, the love of God is.

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

The Last Hurrah

Some people call Mardi Gras or Fat Tuesday the last hurrah.  Today signals the end of Mardi Gras and the beginning of Lent tomorrow on Ash Wednesday.  For me, I'm going to put a good bit of emphasis on the meaning of Lent and this important season for Christians.

Before I do, I wanted to mention a study of just finished on the Book of Colossians in the Bible.  In this study, our small group read scriptures from other portions of the Bible and particularly books written by Paul.

What came to mind as I finished this study is a song that has popped in my mind before, but does not exist in the currently used Methodist Hymnal.

If you are not familiar with it, here are the words.

OTHERS
Words: C. D. Meigs, in Consecrated Hymns (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: Geibel; Lehman, 1902).
Music: Elizabeth McE. Shields

Lord, help me live from day to day
In such a self-forgetful way
That even when I kneel to pray
My prayer shall be for—Others.
Refrain
Others, Lord, yes others,
Let this my motto be,
Help me to live for others,
That I may live like Thee.
Help me in all the work I do
To ever be sincere and true
And know that all I’d do for You
Must needs be done for—Others.
Refrain
Let Self be crucified and slain
And buried deep: and all in vain
May efforts be to rise again,
Unless to live for—Others.
Refrain
And when my work on earth is done,
And my new work in Heav’n’s begun,
May I forget the crown I’ve won,
While thinking still of—Others.
Refrain

When looking at the words and their meanings the song seems to be saying,
we haven't particularly "arrived" when we enter heaven but continue the good
work begun here on earth.  When thinking about what heaven may be like,
I cannot help but feel that once we learn to live as Jesus lived that our reward
in heaven will be doing something all the time that we love and want to do --
not just floating around on a heavenly cloud.  What do you think? 

Friday, January 09, 2015

“Every Head Bowed, Every Eye Closed”

Reading is more apart of my life ever since retirement.  Actually, it comes and goes with me.  Lately, I have read several books, and I'm in a small group for Bible study that uses a small book as a guide for the study of Colossians.  We just had our first meeting last Wednesday. 



I was getting behind on reading all of John Grisham's books, so I purchased his most recent one, GRAY MOUNTAIN.  As others have mentioned.  He tells a good story in a compelling way that keeps one moving on to know what happens next.  However, some of his books are much better than others. 



I still think A TIME TO KILL, his first novel, was the best one I have read.   SYCAMORE ROW is sort of like a sequel to that one and is very good.



Several books I've read have so much violence, etc., in them that I have picked and chosen what I can stand to read in them. This applies to UNBROKEN.  I was particularly drawn to a certain chapter in this book that tells about Louis Zamperinis's conversion at a Billy Graham revival many years ago, which is described on the Graham website at   Louis Zamperini’s Story of Survival and Redemption .  This is where the title of this post comes from.  Zamperini was also the Grand Marshal of 2015 Tournament of Roses Parade.


After I have finished the study of Colossians, I'll share my thoughts on the study guide book.

Here's a cheer for you readers out there.

GIVE ME A BOOK; LET ME READ -- READ, READ,READ!

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

In The Deep Freeze and…

...it's still before Thanksgiving.

In checking the weather in these parts (Lower Alabama) it looks like Fairhope checked out the lowest.  It must be because they are on Mobile Bay.  They're showing 21 degrees at 4:45 AM while Foley is showing 22.  The beach towns of Gulf Shores and Orange Beach are showing 24.

Guess this post was worth putting up since, for some reason, our temps were lower than places known for warmth like Mesa, AZ, at 49.


Thursday, October 30, 2014

Got caught reading --it’s about time

A nameless friend admitted that she only reads TRASH.  Well, that tickled me so much, that I had to include that as I mention the book I finally finished today. 


I can imagine I'd probably like all of Robin Pilcher's books and may pursue reading them after I catch up on reading John Grisham's books. 

I didn't buy this book to read it.  It was in the free lending library of the Magnolia River Bar & Grill.  I shall return it there today.  Here's some more about it >>>>>>>

FROM AMAZON

Wednesday, October 01, 2014

Saturday, September 20, 2014

TAIKO, some thoughts about a novel


 
Oriental-American Garden
Bellingrath Gardens, Theodore, Alabama
 
 
Japanese Peace Garden
Fredericksburg, Texas



Are you attracted to such things as Oriental-American gardens or Japanese Peace Gardens? There is something about such places that make me thirst for more knowledge of the Japanese people and the country of Japan.

That is why I attempted to read a very big, long book recently. 

 
One can tell from the book jacket that it is not a peaceful book.
 
The front inside book leaf reads:

In the tempestuous closing decades of the sixteenth century, the Empire of Japan writhes in chaos as the shogunate crumbles and rival warlords battle for supremacy. Warrior-monks in their armed citadels block the road to the capital; castles are destroyed, villages plundered, fields put to the torch.



Amid this devastation, three men dream of uniting the nation. One extreme is the charismatic but brutal Nobunaga, whose ruthless ambition crushes all before him. At the opposite pole is the cold, deliberate Ieyasu, wise in counsel, brave in battle, mature beyond his years. But the keystone of this triumvirate is the most memorable of all, Hideyoshi, who rises from the menial post of sandal bearer to become Taiko -- absolute ruler of Japan in the Emperor‘s name.



When Nobunaga emerges from obscurity by destroying an army ten times the size of his own, he allies himself with Ieyasu, whose province is weak but whose canniness and loyalty make him invaluable. Yet it is the scrawny, monkey-faced Hideyoshi -- brash, impulsive, and utterly fearless -- who becomes the unlikely savior of this ravaged land. Born the son of a farmer, he takes on the world with nothing but his bare hands and his wits, turning doubters into loyal servants, rivals into faithful friends, and enemies into allies. In all this he uses a piercing insight into human nature that unlocks castle gates, opens men’s minds, and captures women’s hearts. For Hideyoshi’s passions are not limited to war and intrigue -- his faithful wife, Nene, holds his love dear, even when she must share it; the chaste Oyu, sister of Hideyoshi’s chief strategist, falls prey to his desires; and the seductive Chacha, whom he rescues from the fiery destruction of her father’s castle, tempts his weakness.



As recounted by Eiji Yoshikawa, author of the international best-seller “Musashi,” “Taiko” tells many stories: of the fury of Nobunaga and the fatal arrogance of the black-toothed Yoshimoto; of the pathetic downfall of the House of Takeda; how the scorned Mitsuhide betrayed his master; how once impregnable ramparts fell as their defenders died gloriously. Most of all, though, “Taiko” is the story of how one man transformed a nation through the force of his will and the depths of his humanity. Filled with scenes of pageantry and violence, acts of treachery and self-sacrifice, tenderness and savagery,”Taiko” combines the panoramic spectacle of a Kurosawa epic with a vivid evocation of feudal Japan.



The author, Eiji Yoshikawa, was born in 1892 near Tokyo. Beginning his literary career at the age of twenty-two, he continued to work as a journalist while writing novels that reached a large and appreciative readership. At the Time of his death in 1962 he was one of Japan’s most popular and best-loved novelists.



William Scott Wilson, the translator, was born in Nashville in 1944. He now lives and works in Miami.



Jacket illustration (above) is courtesy of the Tozan-an Collection.

~ ~ ~

Perhaps as you read this summarization, your mind connected this narrative with some of the movies you have seen or some of the books you have read and some of the history you have stumbled across in various ways.

In some mysterious way, what I read in this book reminded me of the Old Testament in the Holy Scriptures (The Bible).

Here is how I read this large novel which is a translation of the Japanese to English.

I started at the beginning. The book is set up as ten books total and a total of 926 pages in print about the size of Times New Roman 12 point.



After reading from the beginning for awhile in at least BOOK ONE, I realized I could not stay with a book of this length because of the endless war and fighting in its pages. I went to BOOK TEN, and read it. The EPILOGUE was my favorite part of the book because it contains many philosophical conclusions. It would probably be illegal to copy it word for word in this blog post, but let me tell you I liked it so much, I typed it myself because of what appeared to me to be ancient wisdom.

Particularly the conclusion of the book made me think of a book I read many years ago, "Zen, and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance," which contained some similar wisdom or philosophy.


Have you ever looked back on your life with its twists and turns and realized just how miraculous and wonderful it was.  I thank God that my entire life has been blessed, but some parts of it did not seem all that wonderful.  Yet, it was those very experiences that made me appreciate even more what followed.  


CONCLUSION
     When climbing a mountain, the top of the mountain is believed to be the reason for the climb. But, in life it is the adversities and overcoming  them that gives real satisfaction, joy and happiness.
 
Think about it: If each day were just a simple rocking along a path with no problems or obstacles to solve and overcome.  Wouldn't it be absolutely boring?
 
I challenge you to look back on your life and realize something bigger and more all-knowing must have been in charge of your life thus far here on earth.
 
     
    

 

A Final Gem of Wisdom at Japanese Bus Stops
 

 


バスだけを終了します-しないあなたの時間あなたの目標に向かって歩き続けます
Only buses will stop here – Not your time. So keep walking towards your goal.
 
 

 

Friday, May 16, 2014

Weather and Whatever



I have felt over the years of blogging that posts regarding the weather are boring after awhile.  However, this year of 2014 so far has been so exceptional when it comes to various aspects such as the amount of rainfall and the tempurature remaining low even until this day, so here goes another post on the weather. 

Record rainfall has been recorded, which caused extensive flood damage in many areas of the Alabama Gulf Coast as well as Gulf Coast areas of Western Florida, beginning with Perdido Key.  Above you can can see a photo of Ono Island around the end of April of 2014.

Now, today, the temperatures are in the upper 40s in some places.




Since I find it difficult to post just about one subject, being a female with the brain functioning as our brains do, it brought to mind our very first camping trip on Memorial Day Weekend when we lived in Memphis, Tennessee.

We took off for the Natchez Trace Park (about a two-hours drive) after my hubby and I got off work on a Friday afternoon.  It turned out to be quite an adventure, mostly because of our lack of experience camping in a tent and our having very little camping equipment at that point.
By the time we arrived at the park, it was dark.  It was also very obvious we were not the only people with the idea of spending the holiday weekend in the park.  As a result, we could not even find a level spot to put up our tent.  Our first tent and the one we camped in for many years was large.  Seems like we kept on our car's headlights to see what we were doing, and the site was definitely sloping.  I kept on every piece of clothing I could find to sleep in because it was so very cold.  The fact was, we only had one real sleeping bag and some slumber bags, and they didn't provide much warmth.

The reason I recalled this first camping trip was because the temperature did get down into the 40s that night.

Smitty still remembers a man from Texas he met in the men's room the next morning and how cold that man appeared to be who was shivering.

What I still remember from that first morning was the loud chorus of birds greeting the new day.  There was certainly no need for an alarm clock.  I had never heard anything like it.

After the day began warming up and it was no longer dark, we found a more level camp site and moved our tent there for the remaining three days.

I'm wondering to myself now if our elementary-age daughters remember much about the trip, which had to be their first tent camping experience as it was also ours.

Today, as we awoke in Lower Alabama, the temps were just about like those temps were on our first camping experience, and I'm wondering if they were record lows for this area. 

Monday, April 07, 2014

cluck, Cluck, CLUCK


The Magnolia Springs Garden Club left on Friday, April 4, 2014, for a fun-filled two days of enjoyment in Eufaula, Alabama.

We stopped for lunch at Zack's Family Restaurant in Dothan, Alabama. I chose the country-fried steak with white gravy and three sides and ice tea and waddled out to get back on the bus to continue on to Eufaula.  Let me go ahead and mention that just about every meal we had on this trip turned out to be chicken – all good, of course.  Hence, the title of this post.  After all, this is the SOUTH.

I have the feeling we toured some homes before we arrived at the state park, but I just do not have the notes nor the memory to support that.  If anyone in my group who reads this has notes or info, I'd be glad to share it on the blog. 
                                                                Lakepoint SP Main Entrance Lobby
We arrived at Lakepoint State Park Resort Lodge. 

Our evening meal was at the Shorter Mansion.  Afterwards we went on a candlelight tour of homes. It was a very full evening, and we returned to the state park resort around nine.

Our pilgrimage guides gave us a wealth of historical information, and I will not attempt to detail this in this post.  Anyone who is interested in history, would definitely enjoy Eufaulas Pilgrimage.

After tours of homes on Saturday morning, we had an early lunch at the Eufaula Country Club and continued to take in more interesting sights.

The Plantation Heirs, a group who perform a Capella while dressed in 19th century clothing, were performing at First Presbyterian Church in Eufaula.  We had to leave before they finished to get on the bus to head back, and we wished we could have heard more.

 I’ve left the photos I took until near the end. I was using a different camera recently purchased, so I think I can do better the more I use it.  Many of the homes we toured did not want us to take photos inside. Only one said to take all the photos you wanted inside, and I understand the reasons for that.  Many flashes of cameras will eventually fade and damage some of the valuable furnishings and antiques in such homes. 

Here they are: 
https://www.flickr.com/photos/maedeans/sets/72157643588386143/  
I hope to include a very amateurish video on the porch of Fendall Hall. However, when I place the link here, it does not work.  Beats me... Here 'tis:
If it doesn't work, I just give up  

On the way back home, we saw some of the Murals of Dothan.
Camp Recovery  This mural is dedicated to the recuperation area for soldiers taken ill. Camp Recovery was set up on a high bluff overlooking the river three miles southeast of Fort Scott.



Salute to the Peanut Industry (very large with two sides)  Because of its significance to the entire Wiregrass region, the peanut was selected as the subject of the first mural commissioned and features Dr. George Washington Carver (on left side)  and the National Peanut Festival (on right side). (two photos for both sides of mural)

 
Dothan Riot  In October of 1889, just after Dothan was incorporated, a riot erupted at the public well and bell-tower over a tax levied on commercial drays traveling city streets.

Johnny Mack Brown  Once recognized throughout the world by millions of youngsters and grown-up as the cowboy hero who always triumphed over gun-slinging villains.
 
Tribute to Sherman Rose & the Tuskegee Airmen  This mural pays tribute to the ten black students who were the first class in the Civilian Pilot Training Program at the Tuskegee Institute in 1939. Sherman Rose became the only black flight instructor at Fort Rucker, a position he served until 1974.

Mural photo credits to:  http://www.caverscott.com/

Even though we saw a fairly serious wreck on the way home on the rain-slick highway, we arrived in Magnolia Springs safely ~ Whew!

Thursday, March 27, 2014

Goldilocks' Report on the Redneck Riviera

As Goldilocks tries to enjoy the outdoors in the Redneck Riviera close to the beach and on the beaches, she may need at least a jacket because today, for instance, is another day that will not even reach into the 70s.

Goldilocks may have been disappointed in all the rain last summer that drove little critters like mice inside to avoid drowning, only to be met with traps and di-Con.

This so-called spring has some of the azaleas already spent while others have not blossomed yet.

Baldwin County schools do not have their Spring Break until the week before Easter. 

It will be interesting to see how chilly the Easter sunrise services will be.

To end on a positive note, it is not likely any bears will frighten Goldilocks this far south...

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Do You Need A Hearing Aid?



A whisper is hard to hear sometimes or, in this case, be alert enough to notice.

Be expectant and perk up! You may be missing some blessings.


God Whispers

Friday, February 07, 2014

Breakfast Food

I suppose everyone has food memories and possibly even associate certain foods with certain people.

This was our breakfast cooked today by WDS.  On the left is Taylor Ham.  It's made in New Jersey, and the first time we knew anything about it, was because we had a friend from New Jersey, Larry DelPlato, who talked about.  Only recently have we been able to purchase it.  As you'll see from reading a Wikipedia article on it, it's actually called  Pork Roll now.

I ate my first French Toast when I was a child.  It was prepared by my Aunt Edna from Washington State.  Seems like another eating habit in their family was using butter instead of mayo or some other sandwich spread on sandwiches. 

It's really pretty interesting to learn different eating customs from different parts of the country and different ethnic groups.

As time has gone by, I have realized I led a very sheltered life as far as food was concerned. So many of the foods I came to love I had never tasted until I was grown.  You have to understand that many families did not eat out and there were no fast food or franchised chains those many years ago.

To give you an example, I had my first pizza, Italian food, Mexican food, and on and on the list goes, after I was grown and pretty much out on my own.

I'm not as much of a food addict as I am an internet addict, but I do enjoy eating good food!

Monday, February 03, 2014

Hotlanta

We have neglected blogging because we've been sort of busy since the new year came in.  The trip in January to attend the wedding of John and Lucy was a very blessed time participating in visiting with family on the last weekend of January.  Many of these people we had not seen in years. 

Atlanta is a large city we have not ever stayed in but only bypassed as we were traveling to other locations.

Since we are so accustomed now to more relaxed living where we're amongst a rural landscape close to the Coast of Alabama, the kind of traffic found in Atlanta is nice to get away from again.  We will say that the rehearsal dinner, the wedding, and the wedding reception were happy times we'll recall with a happy feeling each time we think back on them. 

Our experience staying at the Georgian Terrace on the fifteenth floor was so nice. The photo above shows how pretty the view was.  On the horizon, the little summit is the tip of Stone Mountain.

Both the rehearsal dinner and the reception after the wedding were a time to visit in a relaxing way and enjoy wonderfully delicious meals together.  I wish I could have captured the beauty of St. Lukes Church, but someone else has done it for me. Saint Lukes Episcopal Church

We manage to get only a few photos with our camera that is not dependable for capturing good ones any more. Atlanta set of photos

All of our out-of-town relatives left Sunday morning and were so happy to have done so before Atlanta was in a gridlock a few days later due to a winter storm making the exchanges and interstates out of there impassable.