We’re “shopping” at Phipps Plaza in Atlanta.

Yes or no?

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Yes. Definitely.

We’re “shopping” at Phipps Plaza in Atlanta.

Yes or no?

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Yes. Definitely.

For this blog category, “Countdown to Christmas: Our Travel Tree & Georgia State Parks,” each day between December 1 and 25, I take a pic of a state park ornament on our Travel Tree and briefly highlight that park.



Yesterday, I wrote about Fort Mountain State Park. Cloudland Canyon is just a short drive away, so we took a day trip over. This state park, just south of Chattanooga, Tennessee and on the western edge of Lookout Mountain, boasts stunning views of craggy hills and waterfalls along three beautiful trails.




Two features are especially memorable at Cloudland Canyon: waterfalls and lots of steps.




Sometimes there’s a price for beauty. Imminent danger awaited me at every turn …



For some reason (the high altitude?), Robert wanted perfect strangers to take his picture at this state park.





“Robert, look at all the steps up this way! Come on up, slow poke!”
Robert’s response …


Thank you, State of Georgia, for establishing and preserving our Sensational State Parks!

SERIOUSLY?



A blog category of pics I’ve taken of Hubby Robert and … well, just about anything.
Robert and a Bunch of Stuff

Robert and a big bowl of nuts, as Benny and Boopers vie for prime real estate on his Santa pants lap and edge toward his gay vodka t-shirt, as he balances his iPad in his right hand and shows off his wedding ring on his left, while leaning away from his mounted guitar. (Whew)
For this blog category, “Countdown to Christmas: Our Travel Tree & Georgia State Parks,” each day between December 1 and 25, I take a pic of a state park ornament on our Travel Tree and briefly highlight that park.



Our first pandemic Georgia State Park trip, back in March of 2020, was a simple weekday excursion an hour and a half up the road to Magnolia Springs State Park near Millen. We reasoned that few people would be around during the week, and we were right. We had the park almost to ourselves.
We liked the park (and getting out of the house) so much that this short venture started our recurring overnight pattern of heading to a park on Monday, renting a cabin and returning before the weekend crowd arrived.
TIB (Truth in Blogging): Today’s countdown post is sorta long, so you might want to grab a snack and change into comfortable shoes. I’m incorporating three Magnolia Springs trips into one post.
The park website: “Beautiful Magnolia Springs State Park is known for its crystal clear springs flowing 7,000,000 gallons per day, and a boardwalk spans the cool water, allowing visitors to look for alligators, turtles and other wildlife near the springs.”


“Yeah, right, they’re just saying that about the big bad alligators,” I thought haughtily, standing in the sun by the springs, staring out at the water, daydreaming about our upcoming picnic lunch and my special sandwich.








Oh. My. Goodness …

Jeff Bezos couldn’t pay me enough to fish, feed or approach.

As I I have mentioned before, Robert and I love the Longleaf Pine, which excessive logging has cut to the brink of extinction, but is now making a bit of a comeback. Magnolia Springs has quite a number of majestic, mature specimens. (And so unlike with the alligators, I am simply not afraid of the Longleaf.)




I LOVE hiking through a forest replete with the beauty and aroma of Longleaf Pine.

Oh, here’s my new walking stick. I MEAN HIKING STICK!



Our cabin (and the goings-on inside and out) at Magnolia Springs. Come on in.











And looky here, it’s me leading a little impromptu (and free!) “Everyone is Welcome—Morning Yoga and Mental Cleanse Workshop.”


Even Robert didn’t show. He chose (non-supportingly) to sleep in.
But here he is, gay-ly, pridefully starting a fire.


I need to end this post, don’t I? It’s getting out of hand.


We really do love our nearby Magnolia Springs State Park.
Well, most of it.

1. Realizing there’s nothing like the old classics …

2. Robert wearing his Christmas Bear sweater in near-70 degree (!) weather for the Design District Walk.


3. Making our first holiday treat—an ICEBOX FRUITCAKE (you’re yelling “YUM!” right?) using my mother’s time-tested recipe (okay, with a few healthier upgrades).




Robert’s “important” part of the process …



Ready to go into the oven … I mean refrigerator!

The next morning …

(It sorta looks the same as before it got put into the oven refrigerator. Except upside down.)

Here’s me taking a picture of the finished Yum! while Robert takes a picture of me taking a picture of it. Whew.


And here’s me looking frazzled and absolutely exhausted thinking about the possibility that I might actually write and photographically document SO VERY MUCH about a */!§£{¥ FRUITCAKE.

Seriously, it’s just delicious!
4. Helping ex-wife Donna decorate her Christmas tree.

Btw, I’m still waiting on someone smarter than yours truly–i.e., everyone reading this blog–to give me a better word or phrase for “ex-wife”

5. The knowing knowledge that we are alive right now in this very moment. We are alive.
Have a Fabulous Friday and First Weekend in December!
P.S. What brings you a bit of joy this Friday?

A post from the past about … magic and family. Heads-up: our family text groups have gotten MUCH more complicated since this old post. We now have what I named “Just Family” (ex-wife Donna, daughters Amy and Emily, and me. Then there’s “New Family Plus” consisting of all the above plus the spouses.
To throw a bunch of wrenches into the textual road, there’s also now just “Neal and Donna,” “Neal and Emily,” “Neal and Amy,” and every other two- or three- or four-person family configuration you can come up with. I have gotten into trouble too many times to count by getting the text groups confused and texting something I shouldn’t have.
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Magic Dream Spray
Do other folks out there do what my family does? All get iPhones and set up a little Family Group Messaging System? Well, my two daughters Amy and Emily, along with Donna (even though divorced now, we remain the best-est of friends) have done just that. And it’s such an incredibly efficient strategy for staying in touch, bothering each other constantly and having SO MUCH FUN!
The other night, daughter Amy (and mother of grandsons Daniel, 7 and Gabriel, 4) sent us this text:

I LOVE faith-stretching strategies such as that! My response:


A bit more of Amy’s explanation:

Me:

End of discussion until a couple of days later when we received this text from Amy as she, Orte and the boys were driving down to Florida for the weekend:

Family … magical.
Maybe that’s what family is … Magic Dream Spray.


I’m sure you have NO CLUE, but it’s CYBER MONDAY!

Here’s a quick look at some of my obviously urgent emails from this morning …

Seriously? They’re hawking Mushrooms and Walking Sticks at incredible Cyber Monday “savings” today?!
I don’t know about you, but I’m just about ready to do some hybernating from all this cybernating.
Here’s exactly what, after today’s out-of-any-semblance-of-control gorging, I need to be doing till at least next February …