Posted in Robert and …

“Robert and … #20

A blog category of pics I’ve taken of HR (Hubby Robert) and … well, just about anything.

We may be back in Slow-vannah after our week trek to New York, but I’m still NYC remembering.

One night we were hanging out at Hush, a tremendously cool gay bar in Hell’s Kitchen.

After wearing out our welcome, we headed to nearby Lucky’s for burgers.

For some reason (the hour at Hush?), Robert was particularly expressive as we awaited our food. Here are half a dozen HR looks.

Posted in These Vagabond Shoes

“These Vagabond Shoes” #5

Daily nerdy notes on our New York getaway.

French Crème Donut and coffee for a beautiful quick breakfast.

In an attempt to see just how embarrassingly touristy two people from Savannah can get, Robert and I hopped on the Roosevelt Island Tram and headed over to Roosevelt Island.

And enjoyed the greenery beside the East River.

“Hmm, how did I get so lucky to snare Neal?”

Posted in Robert and …

“Robert and …” #19

A blog category of pics I’ve taken of HR (Hubby Robert) and … well, just about anything.

Robert and … a weirdly delicious pose.

We were enjoying our specialty brunch donuts at hip restaurant Beetlecat in Atlanta.

I chose the Banana Pudding Donut (wouldn’t you?) and immediately went to work eating it up. Beetlecat is so hip that you order your donut before your entree.

Meanwhile HR, out of focus and in the background (I was enjoying my donut far too much to pay attention to his goings on) had his hands in an awkward position, at least for everyday donut eating.

Robert chose some kind of islandy pineapple-on-top thing.

I suppose he just wanted to show it off a bit.

But I’m not sure. I decided not to ask.

Posted in Robert and …

“Robert and …” #18

A blog category of pics I’ve taken of HR (Hubby Robert) and … well, just about anything.

Here’s HR shopping for Fourth of July headgear while showcasing his gay Apple watch band, two necklaces and shiny wedding ring, standing in front of menswear at Target.

Why am I always just SO behind the scenes?

Posted in Monday Moaning or Monday Marveling?

Monday Moaning or Monday Marveling?

Marveling this morning at the joy and many moods of PURPLE.

Pretty blooms near us.
Grandson Daniel and his voice coach Paul, after one of D’s recent performances as Joseph in “Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat” here in Savannah.
Purple truth.
Ex-wife Donna and a purple egg.
HR

“All the other colors are just colors, but purple seems to have a soul – when you look at it, it’s looking back at you.” Uniek Swain

Posted in Robert and …

“Robert and …” #17

A blog category of pics I’ve taken of HR (Hubby Robert) and … well, just about anything

Robert and … mansplaining. Here’s HR in his gay Smirnoff t-shirt at breakfast, left hand either furtively hiding something he doesn’t want me to see or gesturing awkwardly, as he drones on and on about some trivial topic or other. If I remember correctly (and don’t hold me to it, my mind often wanders/wonders), I think he was painstakingly explaining to me how important it is to double check the forks and spoons after washing them (our dishwasher is ill right now), since I tend to just let a little drizzle of water touch them before tossing them in the dish drying rack …

“And the thing is, Neal, you MIGHT want to look more closely for little pieces of food or butter or soap bubbles or whatever on the forks and spoons because, YOU KNOW, that’s probably not all that good for us … … … ….”