Posted in The Artful Dodger, Unexpected Art

“The Artful Dodger“ #13

A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.

So I was walking down the hall, mindfully minding my own business, when I looked over and saw Boopers perched in what seemed to be a deep transcendental meditative trance.

I looked closer, behind the meditating cat, and saw … this.

Her? Him? They? A … being, with two eyes, both upper and lower noses, a tongue-y mouth, not to mention hair that could use a shampoo.

I waited impatiently until Boopers finished with a Downward Dog and an ardent “Namaste!” and asked if he knew who that was behind him.

“All I can tell you,” Boopers coyly purred in Zen-like calmness, “is that her name is Cordy and I find her smile electrifying.”

I walked away, satisfied with his answer, then turned around to see Boopers standing intimately close to Cordy, staring into her eyes.

Posted in The Artful Dodger, Unexpected Art

“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.

Posted in Five Friday Happy Bringers

Five Friday Happy Bringers 7/22/22

1. Leftover Low Country Boil. Yum!

2. Air conditioning. Air conditioning. Air conditioning. Our real feel here in Savannah is 100+ nearly every day lately.

3. Grandson Daniel in Savannah Theatre’s summer production of “Grease.” Great music and fun.

Not a great pic—we were up in the balcony. But you get the idea.

4. The inexplicable joy of having a husband who loves my ex-wife Donna and works hard on projects for her. Here he’s putting together a picture frame hanging thingy for a puzzle. I quickly lost interest and started a lengthy internal debate about how much pink Himalayan sea salt I should shake on my butter pecan ice cream.

5. The power of prayer.

I pray you have a brilliant weekend ahead.