A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
So the other morning, I was finishing up HR’s yummy breakfast of local country ham, soft-scrambled eggs (one of his specialties—I don’t like hard scrambled!) and black raspberry-covered toast …
… when, Lo and Behold, I looked down and saw him :
But who is he? A character from Finding Nemo or The Little mermaid? Or what?
A blog category of pics I’ve taken of HR (Hubby Robert) and … well, just about anything.
Robert and … a friendly goat.
Our latest project finds HR and me starting to explore some of Georgia’s farms which are open to the public. It’s a Farm Bureau program for 2023, where you visit various farms, get your “passport” stamped, meet some very cool people and shop a bit at the farm market.
This morning we visited Ottawa Farms over in nearby Bloomingdale.
And met the hippest goat.
A blog category briefly showcasing the “my-goal-is-to-destroy-democracy” lies of the president of the Liars Club, Donald Trump and his blind and groveling cronies.
CHIPS?!
My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. My Hambone Soup last night, made from the leftover Easter ham.
And for some reason, out of the blue, when I was making the cornbread, I remembered that my mother used to put a heaping teaspoon of mayonnaise into the batter. Makes it creamier.
2. Grandson Daniel opening tonight in a three-week run of Les Mis here in Savannah. He plays the role of Marius.
3. The wonderful ability to Remember.
4. Incredibly aromatic jasmine blossoming all over Savannah.
5. Fun lunch today with Robert’s daughter Stennesha.
May you have a yummy weekend ahead.
I love to be happy. Don’t we all? And it doesn’t take much to make me so.
Over the weekend, HR and I traversed over to our favorite new Savannah bakery, Sweet Patricia’s. WE LOVE THIS PLACE!
Our breakfast was BEYOND delicious. But the piece de resistance was … the bathroom.
It exuded happiness.
On the way out, I told beautiful Morgan, the face of Sweet Patricia’s (at least on that day), that we claim the bathroom, and hope to move one of the tables into the bathroom next time we eat there.
Morgan responded: “We will reserve it for you!”
Like I said, it doesn’t take much.
This is why I never learned to fly an airplane …
Seriously?
If I were actually flying that plane, the only survivor would probably be the cobra.
So as some of you know, if you follow my blog, HR’s (Husband Robert’s) older cat Boopers passed away recently.
It was a tough transition for Robert.
Boopers’ “brother” Benny has also had a difficult time adjusting to life without Boopers. Especially at night. They often slept together.
So Robert recently ordered a HuggieKitty … “companion” for Benny.
DO YOU KNOW ABOUT THESE THINGS?!
HuggieKitty has a heartbeat!
HuggieKitty can purr!
HuggieKitty even has an insertable heat pack to simulate body warmth!
My first thought when HuggieKitty arrived:
“Robert, do you really think Benny is stupid enough to think that is a real cat?! He is much smarter than that. He will have NOTHING to do with … HuggieKitty“
OKAY
P.S. I have ordered a HuggieKitty for myself in case Robert gets a job as a night watchman, or something.
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