For those masochistic souls who insist on beating their brows over this belabored discourse, here is more drivel to ponder. Not very much! Just a little pondering....
Both Anne and I recently passed another milestone in our journey. She received a chair for hers and I, one of those new GPS devices. It works wonderfully well, a Garmin nuvi 250w.
Granddaughter Katy is now UP and ABOUT. She has mastered crawling to the point where she apparently reminds her mother of that cartoon figure, the Roadrunner! And she pulls herself up and will take several steps with a little help from Momma. Philadelphia is just too far away.
We continue to be enamored of Chattanooga. At my birthday dinner out, the waitress brought us an ice cream sundae with a little candle on it. I had made it clear -- none of that singing stuff! But when people nearby saw it the whole place began singing, several offering best wishes. Our grocery offers $25 gift cards for gasoline. When you collect seven coupons by spending a certain amount or buying certain things, they give you a prepaid debit card for gas. the coupon redemption date happened to be a few days after the day we did our grocerying. We were one coupon short. At the deli we wanted 1/2 pound of pastrami -- if we bought TWO pounds we could get that last coupon. But we had no need for two pounds of deli meat. We had mentioned to the clerk that we were trying to get that last coupon. Not a big deal so we forgot it. Twenty minutes later on the other side of the store, here comes that clerk to give us one of HER coupons! It seems people have, or take, the time to be warm and friendly. The folks at the marina are a close-knit family and keep an eye out for each other, even keeping us supplied in fresh frozen crappie, trout, and catfish.
Speaking of catfish, have you seen one of those TV shows about "noodling"? Whoa, not for me! You crawl along the muddy banks of a lake or river searching for big holes underneath the surface. When you find one, you go underwater and stick your hands back in the hole, hoping that a big catfish will chomp down on your hand so you can grab it by the mouth and drag it out! Once you get it out of the hole, you wrestle it to the surface, usually two people, and to the bank! Now don't that sound like fun? Often the catfish will weigh 30 to 60 pounds! Well just sign me right up!
And speaking of other "can't do without info", take a look at this. Anne and I are going to try this soon! Thanks Jimmy J for sharing.
Our recent outing to Dayton, TN, for the Scopes trial "reenactment" was quite a disappointment. It seems, after twenty years, that most of the local townfolk have tired of putting it on, so this year, it was just a 90-minute dissertation by a talented guy who goes around the country impersonating U.S. Grant, Napoleon, Churchill and, in this case, William Jennings Bryan. I'll bet his calendar is full, you think? He did do an admirable job, but it was not what we went for. One of those summer festivals that all towns feel obligated to have. But this one is slowly but surely coming to an end.
If you are reading this trivial bit of drivel, drop me a short note and let me know that someone out there gets an occasional chuckle from it. Otherwise, I am going to have to raise my rates for those who do visit often....
Hasta la vista and dos passos to all!
1 comment:
Interesting! You know I agree about Philadelphia being too far away -- and about the niceness of people in Chattanooga -- and about the Dayton festival not being a biggie -- and about the strangeness of the new way to crack eggs. Wow! You must be a kindred spirit!!
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