Posted in Food Joy

Seafood Tuesday

Living in Savannah, with water all around, we love us Some Seafood!

Tonight Robert had leftover Low Country Boil (from our Christmas Day “New Traditional” Supper) …

While I was a bit more classy — Mussels with tomato, garlic and white wine sauce (ridiculously easy and quick to prepare) …

Beyond delicious!

It takes muscles to eat mussels!

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What a Joyful Meal.

And a few of Robert’s more artsy shell photos …

Interesting that HR will not eat them, but he has no problem taking photos of them.

Posted in My Saturday Evening Post

My Saturday Evening Post: 12/27/25  “Nativity on the Farm”

Recently Robert and I visited Southern Belle Farms in McDonough GA. Walking to the side of their fabulous country market, HR yelled, “Neal, look! Baby Jesus on a truck!”

And sure enough, as I got closer, I saw them—all the stars of the traditional crèche: Mary, Joseph and the Baby. The Three Wise Men. An Angel. A Shepherd and his Sheep.

All mounted on an old school farm truck!

Robert started pointing and giving a little impromptu lecture about the various Nativity personnel, as if I were a toddler new to Sunday School.

Mentally asleep for a while in his mansplaining words, I finally woke up and asked, “What do you think happened to Mary’s left arm?”

“Neal, you’re missing the whole point of the display!” he sputtered as he huffed off toward the Kettle Corn stand.

I stood there for a while, pondering about what was missing. Until I finally followed the buttery scent to the Kettle Corn and to Robert.

And that’s My Saturday Evening Post.

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Posted in Monday Moaning or Monday Marveling?

Monday Moaning or Monday Marveling? 12/22/25 

Marveling!

So the other evening Robert and I drove over to daughter Amy‘s house on Skidaway Island (Savannah) to walk doggy Coastal while her fam was out of town.

Coastal was a tad impatiently ready.

When Coastal, HR and I started meandering toward the next-door neighbor’s house, we saw this …

Wait, you need it in color. So let’s send Robert closer.

Either very cute or terrifying! This Rudolph has to be the biggest reindeer in the history of the world.

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I was so startled that a few of my photos came out quirky because of my nervously, shaking hands …

Or did that Holiday Giant have special Holiday Powers?

We urged Coastal to finish her business quickly and hastened our way back to the safe house.

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We left Coastal and her brother-from-another-mother Little Kitty at peace and watching the chimney with care.

Posted in Countdown to Christmas

Countdown to Christmas 2025: “Thou Shalt LOVE, Not Hate” — Day Sixteen 12/16/25

From December 1-25, I’m sharing a quote and its truth from John Fugelsang’s Separation of Church and Hate: A Sane Person’s Guide to Taking Back the Bible from Fundamentalists, Fascists and Flock-Fleecing Frauds, the book Robert and I are currently and fascinatingly reading.

An odd Advent Calendar, of sorts.

I love this humorous point the author makes at the beginning of his preface:

“I’ve come to view Jesus the way I’ve come to view Elvis.

I love the guy, but some of the fan clubs terrify me.”

Posted in Countdown to Christmas

Countdown to Christmas 2025: “Thou Shalt LOVE, Not Hate” — Day Fourteen 12/14/25

From December 1-25, I’ll be sharing a quote and its truth from John Fugelsang’s Separation of Church and Hate: A Sane Person’s Guide to Taking Back the Bible from Fundamentalists, Fascists and Flock-Fleecing Frauds, the book Robert and I are currently and fascinatingly reading.

An odd Advent Calendar, of sorts.

In a fascinating chapter titled, “Thou Shalt Not Take All of This Too Literally,” author Fugelsang again uses a bit of humor to make a point:

“Ever notice how some folks take the Bible very literally when they want to put down LGBTQ people or restrict the power of women, but not so much when Jesus tells them to give away all their stuff to the poor?” p. 63

Posted in Christmas Countdown 2023

Countdown to Christmas 2025: “Thou Shalt LOVE, Not Hate” — Day Twelve 12/12/25

From December 1-25, I’ll be sharing a quote and its truth from John Fugelsang’s Separation of Church and Hate: A Sane Person’s Guide to Taking Back the Bible from Fundamentalists, Fascists and Flock-Fleecing Frauds, the book Robert and I are currently and fascinatingly reading.

An odd Advent Calendar, of sorts.

Fugelsang offers a bit of humor today, alongside a truthful point about anti-gay thought. He asks:

  • “Best of all, do the homophobes kiss each other whenever they meet?
  • Because they must, according to Romans 16:16. That’s where Paul instructs all real Christians to greet one another with a custom reflecting the familial nature of early Christian communities: ‘Greet one another with a holy kiss.’
  • The holy kiss was a greeting in many cultures of the ancient Mediterranean world, signifying peace, respect, and community.
    For Paul, this must have been a very important custom of his time, because he writes about it much more than he writes about gay people.
  • So every Christian man who uses Romans to justify homophobia is biblically obliged to start kissing every Christian dude he knows, every time they meet.
  • Pucker up.” p. 133

Posted in Five Friday Happy Bringers

Five Friday Happy Bringers 12/12/25

My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.

Robert and I have been up in Philadelphia this week for an anniversary getaway, so most of my Happy Bringers are found within our travel.

1. First, a few photographic mistakes I made during the week. Which are actually sort of cool.

2. Delicious and messy Philly Cheesesteak at Pat’s King of Steaks (who supposedly created the iconic sandwich).

3. The Joy of being able to travel a bit. Everybody certainly doesn’t have the luxury.

4. Well, …

It was our anniversary after all.

5. Unbeknown to HR and me while planning our Philadelphia trek … landing smack dab in the center of Philly’s Gayborhood.

The blue dot is our hotel, Alexander Inn.

Iconic gay bookstore, Giovanni’s Room, a short walk away.

May you have a Grand and Gay Weekend ahead!

P.S. As I write this post, Robert and I are on the Midnight Train to Georgia. (We arrive in Atlanta early morn.)

[We’re] leaving (leaving)
On that midnight train to Georgia (leaving on a midnight train)
Hmm, yeah
Said [we’re] going back (going back to find)
To a simpler place and time (and when [we take] that ride)
Oh yes,
[we are]”