Lee and I just returned from visiting my folks in Jefferson City, Tennessee. It was dad’s first Sunday at the First Baptist Church there, and it went really well. I was very proud of him. The town is small, and nestled in the foothills of the mountains. The people are friendly and there is lots to do nearby. I’m looking forward to going back and getting to hike through the mountains and do some of the “nature” stuff around the area.
Mom, Dad, Uncle Barry and Aunt Carol visited this weekend – and it was a blast. Saturday, we became total tourists and took one of those trolleys around town, then ate really good food. A lot of really good food. We listened to live jazz at the Mercury Lounge, and walked around City Market checking out all the different clubs. Then today, more good food, and a walk along the beach. It was good to be with family, and reminded me of the things I love about this town.
So I’m a day late – who cares. Here goes anyway.
1. Where are you right now? At my computer in my Savannah home, about to go eat with my mom, dad, aunt, and uncle who are visiting.
2. What have you lost recently? A hotel receipt my boss needed because I charged it to his credit card. Yikes. The hotel faxed another one over thank goodness.
3. What was the first CD you ever purchased? Does that embarrass you now? “August and Everything After” by Counting Crows – and no, I’m not embarrassed.
4. What is your favorite kind of writing pen? I can’t remember the name – I think it’s like “Dr. Gel” or something like that. It’s for people with arthritis. I don’t have arthritis, but I still think it feels yummy.
5. What is your favorite ice cream flavor? I really like Rocky Road.
I don’t own any Backstreet Boys albums. I don’t even know that much about them. I think one of the guys could walk by me in a crowd, and I wouldn’t recognize them. But I know what it’s like to be that little girl infatuated with a boy band – because that’s how I felt about New Kids on the Block. Yes, I’ll admit it. I once wallpapered my bedroom with NKOTB photos.
I heard the worst thing on the radio today. The D.J. was getting random people on the phone and asking them questions related to Independence Day, political stuff, etc. Only a few knew who Dick Cheney was. Worst of all – he asked one guy what Independence Day was, and he said, “the day we got our independence.” The D.J. asked who we were declaring Independence from, and the guy said, “Freedom?” Nice. Classy.
Once you go feathers, you’ll never go back.
Lee and I got a new down duvet (see previous entry about new duvet cover) at Ikea – the coolest store ever. It’s fabulous. But I think it might be a problem because this morning, I couldn’t get out of bed.
Did I mention Ikea is the coolest store ever?
The Friday Five
When was the last time you…
1. …sent a handwritten letter? Probably at Christmas -that’s pretty bad. I’ve done some lengthy card signing, but I don’t think that counts. I believe the last letter was to a former Kahdalea camper.
2. …baked something from scratch or made something by hand? I baked biscuits last weekend. At our last Family Fun Night I made an ice cream cake.
3. …camped in a tent? A few weeks ago, with Lee in Virginia. Very woodsy and fun.
4. …volunteered your time to church, school, or community? The fact that I have to think hard about that one is sad. Does helping Anna and Jason move count?
5. …helped a stranger? I’m drawing a blank there too. I think I’ll log off now and find someway to benefit society.
The whole debate about the Pledge of Allegiance is confusing. Just because I believe in God, does that mean it should be part of our pledge? A big part of me wants to say no, because if you don’t believe in God it’s not representative of you. It assumes all the nation is a God-fearing one. But at the same time, I feel a twinge of guilt, like I’m a bad Christian and bad American for even entertaining the discussion. I am proud to be in a country of religious freedom, but I also don’t want to be in a country where we have to tip-toe around each other. But I don’t want you to say your nation is under God if you don’t agree. I guess that’s why I’m not a judge, because I just can’t decide.