We’re doggie-sitting for Daughter Amy. Here’s Coastal leaning on Robert’s faded pinkish Smirnoff t-shirt this morn at coffee time.
T-Shirt Tuesday: “HR and Coastal”
Tag: Husband
One-Word Wednesday 7/30/25
“Patriotism”
Browsing through the clearance section at Hobby Lobby today, I rsn across this …
“Robert!” I shrieked across several aisles where he was searching for dragonfly figurines in the garden gnome section (Don’t get me started). “Quick! Please! Come take my picture!”
Used to my impromptu requests, HR fairly quickly found me, put down his two garden figurines (which looked more like weird birds than dragonflies to me) and took this photo.
I love the Profound Truth of Twain’s Patriotic Proclamation!
In solidarity with many Americans, I am having a great deal of trouble supporting the current administration’s Dangerous Dismantling of Democracy.
And I wholeheartedly believe that we should and must make our dissatisfaction known.
Walking into our kitchen when we got home, I glanced at the fridge and thought to myself, “Yes, Mark Twain, I know you were being humorous, but you are also so very correct!”
And I make that … Refrigerated Proclamation as a Patriot of my Country, the United States of America.
Shhh … Silent Sunday. 7/27/25
“The Artful Dodger“ #27
A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations
So Robert and I were driving down the Truman Parkway here in Savannah the other day, minding our own business, when I casually looked out the passenger-side window and saw this.
Well actually, I “saw” nothing at first and started to look away, again casually, when a thunderous shout/scream reverberated through our little vehicle.
“WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT? TAKE A PICTURE—IT’LL LAST LONGER!”
Two things happened next. First, I quickly took another picture.
Second, before I glanced at the second photo, I nervously chuckled in my terror, remembering the famous Pee-wee Herman line.
The Chuckle Changed to Chagrin as I saw the bright, angry lightning pulse through the … the … the creature’s laughing mouth. See it?
“Robert!” I yelled. “Do you see him? We must leave this place! It harbors horror! Drive faster!”
HR took his eyes off the road for a second, long enough to give me a here-we-go-again stare, a stare one might bequeath a pitiful child or, perhaps, Pee Wee Herman.
“He was there. I saw him,” I countered.
But by that time the furtive creature had made his way into the words.
We rode the rest of the way home in silence.
Monday Moaning or Monday Marveling? 7/14/25
Oh my goodness! I’m still MARVELING over Robert’s absolutely amazing Scalloped Potatoes in Cast Iron Sunday Night Supper …
It was actually a full meal because Robert added layers of turkey and ham — and then some bacon on top.
(I unsuccessfully tried to convince myself that it was sort of vegetarian since it had so many potatoes.)
My Saturday Evening Post: 7/12/25 “I Think”
I think my husband might be gay …
And from our wedding back in 2016 …
And that’s my Saturday Evening Post …
Shhh … Silent Sunday. 7/6/25
HR and a hidden garden in Savannah’s Historic District near us.
“Robert and … #45”
A blog category of photos I’ve taken of HR (Hubby Robert) and … well, just about anything.
I haven’t done a “Robert and …” post in a while. Truth be told, I had forgotten about the category. (Don’t tell Robert.) So …
Robert and … Consummate Coffee Service.
Breakfast yesterday at one of our favorite coffee bars here in Savannah, Flora and Fauna.
HR Serving Coffee and … Love.
Miami Day Four: South Beach-ing
Breakfast on our little balcony.
With pastries from the Bakery at Versailles (from yesterday).
Left to right: Millefeuille au Caramel, Pistachio Cannoli and Tarta Santiago.
Oops, I smudged the Tarta Santiago. Here’s what it looked like before:
“Tarta de Santiago, or St. James Cake, is an almond cake from Galicia with its origins in the Middle Ages. The cake is a simple base of almonds, sugar and eggs, usually flavored with cinnamon and lemon zest.
It’s easy to identify it as it’s almost always adorned with powdered sugar with an imprint of the Cross of St. James, also known as the Cruz de Santiago.” sundaybaker.com
Now you know.
Stuffed, we made our way over to Miami Beach, South Beach to be specific, for a little morning “swim.”
Sun-tired, we trekked across Ocean Boulevard to one of my favorite restaurants from yesteryear, News Cafe.
Goodbye News Cafe. We had a great time.
Before heading back to downtown Miami, we Ubered over to the Lincoln Road Pedestrian Mall. Why? Because in my memory (from academic conference trips to the University of Miami a couple of decades ago) Lincoln Road was filled with all these quirky shops, bars and restaurants. No more. Big name stores everywhere.
But we did see this:
A terrific day at the beach.
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