Tag: Fun

Posted in Bathroom Basking

Bathroom Basking

Posted on by Neal Saye

A blog category about finding “interesting decor” in various bathrooms I’ve come across.

So yesterday, Robert and I drove over to Bluffton, South Carolina to attend my daughter Amy’s ribbon-cutting ceremony for expansion of her Savannah- based medical company, Coastal Care Partners.

Afterwards, we had lunch at our VERY favorite fried chicken restaurant on the planet, Cahill’s Market and Chicken Kitchen. (I love its name.)



Cahill’s is a working farm.

Fall greens

Yum times 100.

At my age, I always pay careful attention to the whereabouts of the nearest restroom.

Restroom? Do you really rest in a restroom?

And here are a few other synonyms for restroom …

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Bog?! Jakes?!

Anyway, before leaving Cahill’s and driving back to Savannah, of course I had to visit the, the … garderobe.

And look what I Halloween-y found!

Chicken made out of beer bottle caps. And why wouldn’t you? 

I left the, the … watercloset, relieved and in a bit more of the upcoming holiday spirit.

Posted in One-Word Wednesday

One-Word Wednesday 10/15/25

Posted on by Neal Saye

“Pride”

Robert and I drove up to Atlanta last weekend for the city’s 2025 Pride Festival and Parade. This year‘s theme was …

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So Robert and I joined 999,998 friends on the sidewalks of Midtown Atlanta (two blocks from our neat little Airbnb) to watch seemingly endless bands, floats and various parade entries saunter down Atlanta’s famed Peachtree Street.

If you know, anything about Pride celebrations, you may be wondering why Atlanta Pride is held in October rather than the traditional month of June. It’s a Southern thing: the weather is simply far too hot in June.

There were quite a few political candidates running for various offices marching in the parade. But interestingly enough, all Democrats, not a single Republican bothered to show up and support gay rights.

The parade and the day exploded with joyous fun, camaraderie and much inclusive love.

May we march on … Pridefully.

Posted in One-Word Wednesday

One-Word Wednesday 10/8/25

Posted on by Neal Saye

“Mooning”

As you probably know, Monday night gave us the beautiful Harvest Moon of 2025. And while I didn’t have any crops that needed to be harvested in the bright moonlight (as was done yesteryear), Robert and I did go on a wonderfully invigorating and insightful “Harvest Moon Hike” with about ten other moon watchers at nearby Skidaway Island State Park here in Savannah.

“The moniker harvest moon indicates that it’s the full moon event closest to the autumnal equinox, or the first day of fall. Historically, the moon’s bright light helped farmers complete their harvests for the year, according to The Old Farmer’s Almanac.” cnn

I look a little crazed. I’m blaming it on the full moon. 

“This moon will be the first of three back-to-back supermoons this year. A supermoon happens when the moon reaches perigee, or its nearest point to our planet, making it appear larger and fuller.” cnn

One of Robert’s photos:

And some of my sad attempts …

… which I ended up sort of liking and am now calling “artistic.”

“Oh, shine on, shine on harvest moon up in the sky
Shine on, shine on harvest moon”

Posted in Older

You Know You’re Getting Older …

Posted on by Neal Saye

… when your daughter asks you to pose AS A SENIOR CITIZEN for some “professional photos” for new advertising for the Savannah medical company she founded and runs, Coastal Care Partners.

Me posing with one of Amy’s doctors, orthopedist Dr. Brandon, pretending to be happy about my (real) arthritic knee pain.

And look (!), here I am with a very cool home caregiver, again smiling, although I’m apparently old and bedridden.

It took all my acting chops to pull off such a difficult and challenging role.

Here’a a link to Amy’s very cool business website:

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Posted in Five Friday Happy Bringers

Five Friday Happy Bringers 8/29/25

Posted on by Neal Saye

My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.

1. Fresh South Georgia Bi-color Corn.

Or as I call it, Bisexual Corn.

2. My new, neat little sitting and reading area in our bedroom. Robert put up the shelves next to my chair.

Now he can watch his superhero movies and shows in the living room, and I can read, quietly, in the bedroom.

It probably doesn’t look like much to you, but these couple of square feet are my own little nest to settle, relax, breathe and read.

3. The incredible ability to make plans. To prepare. To dream. To think ahead.

4. Incredible truth, which I often don’t pause to remember.

We were walking through Hobby lobby the other day, when Robert said, “Neal pick up these, hold them. Let me take a few pictures of your truth.”

5. A very inappropriate, but humorous and truthful candle I saw on my older daughter Amy’s bedside table recently.

May you enjoy some inappropriate humor this weekend!

Posted in One-Word Wednesday

One-Word Wednesday 8/27/25

Posted on by Neal Saye

“Mugs”

Like my somewhat odd obsession with colorful paper napkins (reminder: speak with therapist about this), I also love another kitchen item — the humble mug or cup.

For some reason (therapist note #2), I find mugs and cups comforting, substantial and grounding, especially when filled early morn with coffee and half and half, or if I’m in a adventurous mood, heavy cream.

Here a few more of my mugshots.

I asked Google AI about the difference between a mug and a cup, but I’m not sure she (?) he (?) got it quite right:

“A mug is a type of large, durable cup with a handle, used for hot drinks and without a saucer, while a cup is a smaller, more general-purpose drinking vessel, often more delicate, and might or might not have a handle or saucer. Mugs are designed for casual, everyday use with heartier beverages like lattes or hot chocolate, whereas cups are often favored for more formal settings with drinks like tea or coffee.”

But okay, whatever. I like them both.

And look, here’s one without a handle!

HR and a few mugcups …

Well, that’s about enough mugginess for one post.