So yesterday, Robert and I were eating lunch at Panera when a downpour of rain erupted. I looked past Robert’s blue arm and saw her …
I didn’t know what she was doing, but with my inquisitive nature, I had to keep watching …
Creative Thinking!
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts
1. Sunset’s beauty. It never gets old.
2. Key Lime Pie.
3. Feeling good physically. What a blessing it is when it happens.
4. Benny insisting on resting atop a bunch of plastic grocery bags.
5. The necessity of flowers.
Joyful last weekend of August to you!
Two words night be better …
Marveling this Monday evening at finding the perfect spot to write …
Sometime all you need is a change of scenery …
Robert and I are back down in Ponte Vedra, Florida at the oceanfront condo my daughter is renting for six months, as she contemplates expanding her medical business down here. So of course we find ways to finagle our way here as often as possible.
I swim 20 lamps each morn at 7:30 before the sun becomes a broiler.
This summer, I am attempting to write a memoir about the challenge of “marrying” my previous straight life (to Donna) and my current gay life (with Robert). And what a challenge!
Here’s my sunny study in the condo where I’m attempting to write …
As I sit in that wicker chair, some days I realize that we’re all writing our memoirs, day by day and year by year.
I was thrilled to find beautiful heirloom tomatoes today at our favorite produce stand here in Savannah, David Produce.
As the photo above suggests, I LOVE tomatoes!
So what should I do with this beauty?
Since we had our traditional holiday hotdog for lunch …
… I decided to tackle something a little different for dinner.
It was delicious!
And that’s my Saturday Evening Post.
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts
1. My brother Lamar and me “decorating” our parents’ gravesite in my little North Georgia hometown of Ball Ground.
2. Finally, after a decade, getting a new car.
Toyota Corolla HYBRID.
3. The ability to scratch when we itch!
4. Celebrating Robert’s birthday this evening at one of our favorite seafood restaurants, Atlanta Fish Market.
5. Butter.
May you have a delicious weekend ahead.
And Robert walking down those steps.
NealEnJoy 