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Tag: Fun
Pre-K is A-Okay!
Today was granddaughter Isabelle‘s first day of pre-K.
Isabelle’s expression … “I’m not so sure about this school thing.“
A great first day of school! So much to learn. So much to do.
T-Shirt Tuesday “Co-starring Hair”
Grandtwin Madison sporting a SPK t-shirt with talking purses and shoes.
After jumping on the trampoline.
It sure looks like Hair is doing lotsa SPK-ing.
“The Artful Dodger“ #12
A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
So last night HR and I were at Bar Food Sports, one of our very favorite Savannah restaurants/bars.
We ordered the Carolina barbecue wings (extra veggies, with both blue cheese and ranch dressing, because we so disagree about that—causing near-relationship-ending issues), with a side of spring rolls. I know, I know, that’s mixing cultures and all kinds of things.
I was minding my own business, enjoying the vibe, when, lo and behold, I reached for a spring roll artistically placed on a bed of shredded lettuce, took a bite, asked Robert for a quick little kiss, looked down and saw this …
Both our last names start with S. “Saye” for me, “Smith” for HR.
“The universe must be telling us something!!!” I over-enthusiastically semi-shouted to Robert.
He stared at me, as if I were a child, picked up a wing and gnawed it to the bone.
Five Friday Happy Bringers 7/29/22
1. Celebrating with daughter Amy adding another physician to her medical company here in Savannah, Coastal Care Partners. This time a young new pediatrician.
So of course, Robert and I had to get in on the action (and free food). Here we are with Amy and her hubby, co-partner Scott at the ribbon-cutting.
2. The wind beneath my wings.
4. HR and I taking grandtwins Matthew and Madison, little Isabelle and ex-wife Donna to the Jepson Center for the Arts here in Savannah for a morning of exploration and joy.
4. The incredible ability to be thankful. And to recognize, celebrate all that we have — our lives, our breath, our hopes and dreams. Our feet and shoes to house them. Our fingers and their ability to touch.
5. HR letting me strategically place various items on his head for photographic practice …
… while he looks at a duck cookie sporting his name.
I hope you’re looking at a happy, healthy weekend ahead.
“The Artful Dodger“ #11
A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
So the other morning, Robert made these incredibly delicious apple fritters … from scratch! (The only thing I do from scratch is my back.)
He thought they turned out way too brown and bland.
But oh my goodness, they were beyond delicious. Apple-y, cinnamon-y pastry sweet.
And when he put mine on my breakfast saucer, I gasped! (Gay men gasp dramatically so very well.)
Look what I saw!
Wait, let me zero in a bit better.
See him? No?! Okay, here …
A big fat brown bunny. He hopped. And hopped. Right into my mouth.
“Robert and … #23”
A blog category of pics I’ve taken of HR (Hubby Robert) and … well, just about anything.
Robert and … edamame. And gaily expressing beyond-normal happiness about it.
But I try not to judge.
Throwback Thursday: “Get In or Get Out!”
So last night I was scrolling though my 25,557 photos (seriously?!) in the “Recents” section of my iPhone. (Recent?!)
And l came across a short series of silly pictures.
It all started when I was grandtwin-sitting Matthew and Madison. (Circa 2013. They were about one at the time.)
They seemed a little bored. Staring out the window, obviously looking for greener pastures.
I really knew something had gone awry when Matthew started chewing on my shoe strings.
So I came up with a solution to the babysitting challenge. And I’m sure you probably do this too: when all else fails, sit the little ones in containers. Yes? I thought so.
See? Right?
I decided that I would join the fun … until I realized i couldn’t.
Matthew: “Let’s just look out that window again.”
The twins today and their end-of-the-year school awards ceremony …
Monday Moaning or Monday Marveling? 6/18/22
This morning I’m marveling at how the “little things” we encounter in daily life can sometimes bring sudden bursts of joy to us.
“Close Encounters of the Little Kind”
A couple of weeks ago Robert and I were up near Monticello, NY and took a little walk. “Look, Neal!” he excitedly pointed, with a little too much morning verve for me. At first all I saw was a tree with splotchy marks on it, but getting closer I saw it … him … Mr. Tree!
And somehow Mr. Tree brought unexpected but welcome joy to our morning walk.
What little thing have you noticed lately that brought a smile or an “aww/awe” to your life?
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