
Monday Moaning or Monday Marveling? 8/15/22



Good Evening to you all, my blog buddies.
Sweet dreams!
So HR and i were driving home from T.J. Maxx a little while ago, after shopping for a new Gratitude Journal for me …


Robert‘s attitude, when I found the little journal, indicated that he thought it was kind of too tiny for a journal and sort of sissy-ish. I took that as a great compliment and immediately purchased it.
But that’s all off the subject. So we were driving home, stopped at a red light and saw this …

Wait. Let me get a little closer.

A little bit closer.

Isn’t that gloriously cool?
A blessing from the car in front of us!
I receive it!
And pass it on to you. So look for the good!
I just don’t get the ongoing racism in our world. Even though I am sure as a 70-year-old white man, I have racist assumptions and probably racist actions now and again.
As you know, if you follow my blog, I am married to a black man, HR (Husband Robert), The joy of my life.
Today we were at my grandtwins’ 10th birthday party (more about that in another post).

Three -year-old granddaughter Isabelle was all about Robert holding her throughout the party. Not me. Robert. He was more fun.


Isabelle kept wanting to have her foot pictured. And of course Robert obliged.

If only we all had the intelligence and the footprint of three–year-olds.



It’s a rainy night in Georgia this Tuesday evening. And HR and I are settled in for the night. I hope you have had a good, or at least acceptable, day. And I also hope that you’ve had something to ENJOY today.

If not, tomorrow’s heading our way.


If only I would more consistently heed that sensible advice!

Let’s all enjoy as best we can—or at least appreciate—this one day, this Tuesday.
A blog category featuring meaningful (at least to me) quotations.

Maybe put quotation marks around “Look” on the bag above. If that makes sense.
Look for good … today. (I’m preaching to myself.) So often I regret the past or worry about the future.

1. Pausing to take a little mid-day snack break.

2. Youngest granddaughter Isabelle graduating from pre-school.




3. Rain.
4. HR’s new summer do for our trip up to the Catskills and Manhattan.


5. Taking off from Savannah heading to the Catskills to see grandson Daniel in his end-of-drama-camp show.


I hope you are taking off in the direction of a terrific weekend.
My last name is Saye. And I like to say.
Here are a few pictures from yesterday, walking through the south Georgia city of Statesboro‘s mall …



May we all continue to be able to say “Gay,”
