Marveling this morn at … Sunlight on Robert.
While our Downtown Savannah place is undergoing a much-needed kitchen and living room renovation, HR and I will be staying “out in the country” in an old farmhouse that belonged to the grandparents of a good friend of ours.
But back to Robert.
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.
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.
A blog category of photos I’ve taken of HR (Hubby Robert) and … well, just about anything.
Robert and … the Salvation Army fellow, dancing at Rockefeller Center near the skating rink.
So Robert and I were in Manhattan recently on a little Amtrak day trip from our anniversary sojourn to Philadelphia.
After our incredible anniversary lunch at Del Frisco’s …
… we walked out the door to the iconic skating rink and saw him … dancing …
And of course, Robert had to join him.
🎶 From the bottom of my heart. 🎶
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, …
5. Unbeknown to HR and me while planning our Philadelphia trek … landing smack dab in the center of Philly’s Gayborhood.
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]”
I don’t quite know how to tell you this, but when the guards weren’t looking, HR somehow managed to “confiscate” Van Gogh’s spectacular masterpiece (on the day of our ninth anniversary, no less). Then with his uncanny abilities, dastardly reduce the treasure to pin/brooch size!
He obviously didn’t think I would notice his new “pin” (he has a zillion).
But I did.
Here we are this morn at our hotel’s breakfast, Robert so casually enjoying his coffee, watching the news, not realizing I was documenting evidence.
Now I must decide what to do about all his travel shenanigans.
Today, December 9, marks the 9th Anniversary of … Us.
Nine years ago today …
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We’re now on a week Anniversary Getaway that started with a busy weekend in Atlanta and continued on to the neatest little boutique hotel in downtown Philadelphia.
Today, HR and I are taking the Amtrak …
… an hour away to a cold New York City for an Anniversary Day Trip.
First stop …
Then the subway to a NYC museum we have never visited …
Fascinating!
On to our Anniversary Meal at Del Frisco’s Grille, Rockerfeller Plaza.
Indeed, a Happy Anniversary.
So after a wonderful holiday celebration on Thanksgiving Day itself over at my daughter Amy’s on Skidaway Island, Robert and I had our own little family Thanksgiving celebration here at home last night.
It was really Robert’s night as culinary chef. I just helped with prep and cleanup mainly.
Here he is tying up the Cornish hens …
Toasting the cornbread for the sage sausage dressing …
Pan frying the bacon and brussels sprouts …
HR set it all up on this neat little high rise table …
Oh wait, I did do something! I set up the festive holiday dining table.
I probably should not have done this, but as Robert started to say a beautiful Thanksgiving Blessing, I opened my eyes real quick and photographed him. (Who does such a thing?!)
The prayer went on quite a while. I had ample opportunity for a cute close-up.
He caught me after he muttered a too-quick “Amen,” not allowing me time to hide my iPhone.
Then on to the food!
Scrumptiously delicious.
Oh, and don’t forget his pumpkin pie!
What a Delicious Feast with Just the Two of Us.
And that’s my Saturday Evening Post.
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