CHIPS?!
Seriously?
Tag: Playful
It Doesn’t Take Much
I love to be happy. Don’t we all? And it doesn’t take much to make me so.
Over the weekend, HR and I traversed over to our favorite new Savannah bakery, Sweet Patricia’s. WE LOVE THIS PLACE!
Our breakfast was BEYOND delicious. But the piece de resistance was … the bathroom.
It exuded happiness.
On the way out, I told beautiful Morgan, the face of Sweet Patricia’s (at least on that day), that we claim the bathroom, and hope to move one of the tables into the bathroom next time we eat there.
Morgan responded: “We will reserve it for you!”
Like I said, it doesn’t take much.
My Saturday Evening Post 4/8/23 “This is Why”
This is why I never learned to fly an airplane …
Seriously?
If I were actually flying that plane, the only survivor would probably be the cobra.
Five Friday Happy Bringers 3/24/23
1. Good quality blue cheese.
2. Finding beauty—even in a pollen-encrusted pond.
3. The amazing and usually taken-for-granted ability to go to a grocery store and buy food. What a privilege and joy!
4. Grandson Daniel running into one of his Savannah buddies in Manhattan last week when he was taking a prospective NYU student tour.
5. Speaking of buddies, here are our Travel Buddies.
Wait, I haven’t told you about them?! Three little stuffed animals that Robert and I have given to each other over the years. And they go with us on every one of our adventures.
May your weekend ahead be filled with adventure.
One-Word Wednesday: 3/8/23
“Squat”
Five Friday Happy Bringers 3/3/23
1. A beautiful spring (almost) morning walk yesterday around Savannah’s Forsyth Park. Here’s Robert trying to steal the show. But I think the azaleas won.
The azaleas are actually breathtaking for this early in March.
2. The beauty of pine cones.
3. Reaching one thousand (!) meditation sessions this week.
4. Attending the coolest outdoor workshop yesterday evening over on Skidaway Island at the University of Georgia’s Skidaway Institute of Oceanography.
For two hours approaching sunset, we hiked among the old growth live oaks and the marsh, ending up at the boardwalk on Wilmington River.
The workshop was for photographers (which HR is, as many of you know). I went along for the ride, walking around and pointing my iPhone camera here and there in what I hoped conveyed a confident “Just look at the depth of field I can evoke from that angle, not to mention the aspect ratio and exposure compensation” sensibility.
Like here …
And here he is worrying me by getting too close to the muddy marsh and the lurking alligators that are abundant in the area.
A few of the other photographers.
A fabulous evening!
5. Early Savannah wisteria …
May you have a photograph-worthy weekend ahead!
“Robert and … #32”
A blog category of pics I’ve taken of HR (Hubby Robert) and … well, just about anything.
Robert and … the world.
This huge globe, an old, iconic landmark in Savannah, is getting a redo as a part of a new Starbucks.
999
So today I reached this milestone in my meditation practice …
Shouldn’t I be a guru or something?
So why do I still feel like such a novice?
Poo Poo Hustle
I’m thinking of my rambunctious grandchildren right now, especially when they were around four or five years old. I’m minding my own business, sitting in the waiting room at my dermatologist for my yearly checkup. A tad nervous.
An obviously frazzled mother is also here with her little son and daughter.
The little fellow speaks up/SCREAMS UP every few seconds.
“Mommy needs to poo poo, don’t you mommy?”
“I need to poo poo, don’t you mommy?”
To the cute and quiet little sister: “You are a poo poo.”
The mother tries to rein him in: “There are other people here. And they don’t want to hear you.”
(From my perspective she was wrong. I am all ears.)
The little fellow: “They all just need to poo poo.”
I inwardly cackled as I was called back to see the doc.
As I was waiting in the examination room, I decided to Google the “kid fascination with poop thing.”
Did you know there are books written on this subject?!
And there’s research being done on it?!
And programs to deal with it?!
My perspective: Don’t let them be cruel or obnoxious, but Let Kids be Kids.
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