“Bread”
Adding a freshly baked baguette to our delicious breakfast purchase at hip and first-time-we’ve-been-there Sixby.
And having it later for lunch …
One-Word Wednesday 5/28/25
Tag: Fun
Five Friday Happy Bringers 4/9/25
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. HR’s cute Star Wars excitement.
2. Finding Benny and best buddy Huggy Kitty still fast asleep when I walked into the living room at about 6 am the other morning.
Just in case you want to know more about Huggy Kitty, here’s a previous post that explains, in far too much detail …
3. Being able to go to the grocery store and buy food. What a blessing.
4. Our new buddy Greenie, who has taken up residence in our Potted Plant Garden in front of our apartment.
No, no, that’s not part of Greenies‘s body. Here he is, truthfully exposed.
5. Continuing today’s animal theme, this friendly blackbird (grackle?) I had a little conversation with the other day.
Happy National Unicorn Day!
If it weren’t for this display near the entrance to Kroger, I might have missed this IMPORTANT CELEBRATION!
My Saturday Evening Post: 3/29/25 “I Get Knocked Down”
Walking into The Fresh Market the other day, the first thing that greeted me was this, uh, spring display with, uh, colorful hyacinths.
Goodness!
Poor things.
I tried, but nothing I could say would cheer them UP.
I finally succeeded with this lively little ditty …
And that is my Saturday Evening Post.
Five Friday Happy Bringers 4/4/25
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Morning Glory.
2. Simple Beige Beauty.
3. The inhale and the exhale.
And the oft-forgotten mindfulness of the inhale and the exhale.
4. The Breath of Fresh Air Robert and I are experiencing with the television reality series, “Love on the Spectrum.”
“Overview: Seven adults with autism dive headlong into a dating group to explore the unpredictable world of romance, tackling misconceptions about both themselves and how they want to live.” (Series Website)
We recently stumbled upon season two and are working through it now.
5. Playing hide and seek with a Japanese Flowering Cherry tree near us here in historic district Savannah.
May you experience a Bit of Play somehow this spring weekend.
One-Word Wednesday 4/2/25
“Respite”
Does Anybody Else?
Does anybody else take photos while you’re waiting in the exam room when you go to see the doctor?
No? Really? Why not?
Is this against HIPPA rules or something?
Well, this morning brought my yearly appointment at my ophthalmologist. Since it’s a new year, I’ve been making my rounds to various specialists. Haven’t you?
For some reason (reminder: talk to therapist about this), while I am waiting for the doctor—any doctor— to make her/his appearance, I get all giddy nervous and therefore anxiously try to figure out how to pass the time before she/he enters and aggressively takes my blood pressure or sticks a needle in me.
The answer? Intra-medical-office photography!
And I can’t quite figure out how to interpret this writing on yonder wall …
Huh?
“E.T. Phone home” maybe?
I’ll probably be getting a new eyeglass prescription.
A Warm and Heartfelt Irish Blessing
On St. Patrick’s Day, there’s nothing quite like a heartfelt and loving Irish Blessing …
Sunday Evening Shenanigans
It’s St. Patrick’s Day eve, and as Robert and I have done the last five or six years, we hightail it out of Dodge (well, Savannah).
“Why,” you may be asking. “Doesn’t Savannah have one of the nation’s largest and most celebrated St. Patrick’s Day bashes/parades?”
Yes, it does. And we have enjoyed them in the past.
But here comes the rub. I moved to Savannah back in 2009, as I was semi-retiring from Georgia Southern University (about an hour north of SAV). I have lived in two Savannah locations , and (incredibly) BOTH were directly on the parade route, which initially sounded great. And I suppose initially it was.
But as the years went by, I began to see aspects of the parade’s insanity. Don’t get me wrong, St. Patrick’s Day celebrations can be so much fun and meaningful: the Greening of the Fountains, the Celtic Cross Ceremony in Emmet Park, the Jasper Green Ceremony in Madison Square, etc.
Savannah’s population is around 150.000, and the parade usually draws at least that many more visitors. And living on the parade route, we have witnessed disappointing human behavior outside our door. Our potted plants being trampled, thrown and broken on the pavement, even urinated upon. (TMI?). Partiers loudly camping outside our door all night the night before the parade.
So anyway, we drove an hour or so south of us to St. Simons Island to a quaint little retro motel (not hotel). Queen’s Court Inn:
We are currently high-energetically super-celebrating St. Patty Eve.
My helpers:
And Robert’s:
It’s deliciously quiet here. And raining softly outside.
celebrate (with a small “c”).
NealEnJoy 