Tuesday stuff...

Look what my sweet hubby brought me yesterday. I love simple arrangements, not those fussy ones from a florist. And a single red rose has special meaning to us. When we were seriously dating long distance between Atlanta (me) and Miami (Dick), Dick called a florist and asked them to send a single red rose to the bank where I worked. Because he missed me.

The guy said, "Buddy, it's gonna cost you just as much to send ONE rose as it would to send a whole dozen so why don't you do that?" Dick replied that no, he only wanted to send one because I would get the message. I did. It worked. We were married a few months later...and he is still The One.

And look at some of our most special blessings...

We did good, honey. And he did another 'good'--he set up a massage for me, so that is where I'm going right now.

Enjoy your Tuesday. Ahhh...life is good!

Happy #41!

Happy anniversary, honey! We've covered a lot of miles in 41 years...and it has all been quite an adventure and certainly never dull. Boy is that is an understatement! Amy says this now qualifies me for sainthood. I'll settle for many more years of togetherness, filled with love, laughter, good health, and endurance for the next great adventure! We are mighty blessed.

We are celebrating the occasion at the resort today with all the kids for a lazy lunch. How divine! Let #42 begin!!!

Sunday wrap up...

The cook out was fun yesterday at Amy and Jason's new house (our old one--next door!) There were even some Brits there, and they aren't holding a grudge that we became independent of them. Honest.

The guys were busy in the morning building a horseshow pit, as well as a fire pit. Someone brought a corn hole game. Now what is that you ask? Didn't you? It consists of two slanted wood boards that have a hole on the upper side of it, where four players take turns tossing bean bags across the space to hopefully land in the hole. It was played long ago, using corn (hence the name). Players shucked the corn, folding the husks back to create a 'handle'. The husks were held in their hands; the corn aimed at the hole. The colored bean bags are a nice change from all the mess those ears of corn undoubtedly made, but those old timey people sure knew how to use what they had and make fun of it.

Now why didn't I take any pictures? Shucks...I was too busy and didn't even think about taking photos. I need some of Bee's fish oil!

Some of us watched fireworks from our deck after dinner. Our neighbor down the cove puts on a great show every year, and we get the view without all the loud noise. And no traffic.

Some of our big kids and friends are out enjoying the boat, doing a little skiing and wake boarding. That used to be the two of us doing that, and here we are inside, Dick napping and me on the computer. Something is seriously wrong with that picture, folks. I think it is called old age and expensive knees!

That's OK...we are blessed. Life is (still) good!

Happy July 4th!

From sea to shining sea...let freedom ring all across the land! Happy Birthday, America!!! Please take a little time this day during all the fun, the food and fireworks to remember those who gave us our independence, and those who fought to give us our freedom. It is never free.

God bless our troops...and God Bless America! Give thanks, y'all! Life is good!!!

Happiness is...

Playing with cabinet doors and crawling inside...
Climbing up and sitting on the 'growth chair'...

Hiding under a table...

And finally...two napping boys! Oh wait...that means happiness for Grammie!

Happy Friday, y'all!

Thursday in Mayberry...

Missy is up to her high wire act again, sitting in the window, trying to figure out if she can get even higher...NO! She walked across that bookcase, then jumped down onto the loveseat to get back to the floor. Miss Fearless!

We are all having computer woes around here in one form or another. I guess Blogger is too, since my posts for the past two days never launched as scheduled. I had to go back and manually post them, which is why they showed up so late each day. Annoying.

Mayberry is doing fireworks in town tomorrow night, instead of Saturday night. The kids want to take our pontoon boat out on the lake to watch from the water (and avoid all the traffic in town!). I think Dick and I will just sit on our deck and keep Scooter (he is one...remember?). He doesn't like loud noises, so he wouldn't enjoy the evening one bit. Yep, that is a mighty fine idea. I don't like loud noises either. Saturday, Amy/Jason are doing a cookout next door, so we get to go over for that. I am making baked beans. Yummm...

So how are y'all celebrating the weekend? Whatever you do, be careful out there!

Marietta Diner for lunch...

Y'all know food is always on any shopping agenda, and yesterday was no exception in that department. Having lived in Marietta, Diane knew the perfect spot to rest our weary feet and make our tummies happy. Oh la la...their Mediterranean panini was divine, and the sweet potato fries were excellent. We could each only eat half our sandwiches, they were so filling. I'll go back there, except if Dick is with me, he always wants to go to Sonny's BBQ, which is just down the road! We'll face that battle when we have to...some day.

We saw a LOT of 'Hotlanta' yesterday. Since the Restaurant Depot didn't have a stainless pattern any of us wanted, off to Costo we went where we found the perfect pattern (not enough boxes in their supply). So then we trekked to a different store, all the way across town (20 boxes supposedly in inventory, but they only had 7 in our pattern...we were NOT happy campers!). We settled on the next best design available in proper quantity, and ten boxes of stainless weighed down my trunk as we headed back across the mountain to Mayberry.

So with all the running back and forth, the girlie shopping didn't happen, but we did bring home some awesome seafood from the Depot, and Diane's hubby treated the weary shoppers to wine on their deck, while we enjoyed the cool afternoon breezes with good company, and the lovely mountain views...the perfect ending to a fun day. How grand is that?

Life is good in the mountains, where we woke up this morning to the sound of gentle rain, cooler temps, followed by sunshine. Happy Wednesday, y'all. Give someone a hug today! Go ahead. Just do it!