R.I.P. Alabama River Man. I love you with all my heart. You will be missed.
Friday, November 20, 2009
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Above, a tired dog. I adore him.
It is Friday! I hope everyone is doing well.
Cold and sunny today in Nashville, and with just enough bite to it,
- Ha.
I love and fear this time of year, and it is particularly strange this time because my
grandfather is in the hospital, not doing well. I am trying to be positive about
the whole thing, but it gets me down a bit. Granddaddy Patton is an Alabama river map, a
deep, warm chuckle, and lots of pranks. He is the son of a hard man who loved horses.
He loves the Braves and NASCAR and fishing. And I love him.
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Thursday, November 19, 2009
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The Customs House in Nashville (I think that's what it's called.) I took this picture on a beautiful fall day that just happened to be my first day of unemployment.
Up and at 'em.
Wake up!
Ah, these early mornings are good and bad, folks.
I like that I get up and get my day on before most peeps, but the tiredness is something else...
I haven't gotten used to it. But Judge loves his new job and last night his boss and our friend,
Chef Julia, brought him home and stayed and cooked steaks and broccoli and kale for us.
It was the tastiest steak I've ever eaten. (Thanks, Jules!)
I hope everyone has a lovely day!
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Tuesday, November 17, 2009
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I am at Cafe Coco, and it is before 6am. I've been here since 5:30.
Taylor started a job on the west side of town, and it begins pretty early.
Even though it is an extreme change in lifestyle getting up at the crack of dawn
it is a welcome change, and I look forward to seeing the sunrise every weekday morning.
It is also raining, and I am feeling supremely romantic. Reading the last installment of the
Twilight series can do that, I think. I don't know what it is about that series - I usually
would skip the teen fiction, but I just love the plot. I can't help it. I invite all folks to make fun.
There is a tv on in the back room of Cafe Coco, where I am sitting,
and it is playing black-and-white (muted) musical numbers from days gone by.
Every now and then I look up and see some Vaudeville-type number, and it cheers me.
On that note, I watched a pretty cute Woody Allen movie last night called Whatever Works.
Judge made a point at the end of the movie, which made me laugh:
"It seems like Woody Allen has made a couple movies with older men-younger women,
odd couple relationships to justify his whole, 'I want to marry my adopted, very-much
younger stepdaughter' thing." I agreed. But is is funny, warm, and Larry David plays a
lovable, eccentric genius. We also watched Dance Flick. Yes, I said, "Dance Flick." If you have
even heard of this movie, you will know that it is one of those spoof movies done by the
Wayans brothers. I know it's a formula, but there were some pretty priceless moments in it.
And the main actress, Shoshana Bush (Yes, that is her name) was really funny. Her facial
expressions and ability to play a dumb milktoast girl was actually impressive.
We've been watching a lot of movies lately via Red Box, since it is easy and right down the
street from us. For some reason renting movies from a box seems strange to me.
Also, I bought three cassettes (yes, cassettes) at the thrift store the other day.
I have a player in my car and I ride around now listening to White Lion's, "Pride"
and Beethoven's "Violin Concerto in D." They rule. I forgot how much I love
cassettes. Really. I think I'm going back to the Goodwill to find more.
That is all for today. Sorry the blog has been lacking lately.
I'm working on a reformatting of the entire thing, so I will post more when a revamp
has been figured out. Adios!
Taylor started a job on the west side of town, and it begins pretty early.
Even though it is an extreme change in lifestyle getting up at the crack of dawn
it is a welcome change, and I look forward to seeing the sunrise every weekday morning.
It is also raining, and I am feeling supremely romantic. Reading the last installment of the
Twilight series can do that, I think. I don't know what it is about that series - I usually
would skip the teen fiction, but I just love the plot. I can't help it. I invite all folks to make fun.
There is a tv on in the back room of Cafe Coco, where I am sitting,
and it is playing black-and-white (muted) musical numbers from days gone by.
Every now and then I look up and see some Vaudeville-type number, and it cheers me.
On that note, I watched a pretty cute Woody Allen movie last night called Whatever Works.
Judge made a point at the end of the movie, which made me laugh:
"It seems like Woody Allen has made a couple movies with older men-younger women,
odd couple relationships to justify his whole, 'I want to marry my adopted, very-much
younger stepdaughter' thing." I agreed. But is is funny, warm, and Larry David plays a
lovable, eccentric genius. We also watched Dance Flick. Yes, I said, "Dance Flick." If you have
even heard of this movie, you will know that it is one of those spoof movies done by the
Wayans brothers. I know it's a formula, but there were some pretty priceless moments in it.
And the main actress, Shoshana Bush (Yes, that is her name) was really funny. Her facial
expressions and ability to play a dumb milktoast girl was actually impressive.
We've been watching a lot of movies lately via Red Box, since it is easy and right down the
street from us. For some reason renting movies from a box seems strange to me.
Also, I bought three cassettes (yes, cassettes) at the thrift store the other day.
I have a player in my car and I ride around now listening to White Lion's, "Pride"
and Beethoven's "Violin Concerto in D." They rule. I forgot how much I love
cassettes. Really. I think I'm going back to the Goodwill to find more.
That is all for today. Sorry the blog has been lacking lately.
I'm working on a reformatting of the entire thing, so I will post more when a revamp
has been figured out. Adios!
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