I have come to the conclusion that my husband and I cannot cook together in the same kitchen. We have widely divergent styles, even in preparation for cooking.
My club lady with a vengeance friend has dragooned me again into doing something. I am to be a story teller at Scary Tales and Trails. I think I was the first one she called when she decided she needed story tellers, and I agreed without thinking it over much. After all, I told and acted out stories every day while I taught school. Greek myths, legends of King Arthur, Shakespeare. Anything to amuse the masses. You have to be part ham to teach school.
The once outdoor cat that my husband invited inside has become quite a prima donna.
I have a friend who recently retired.
One of the first columns I wrote was about my husband and his love of kitchen gadgets. He hasn't changed his ways.
I killed my cell phone (it was a dumb phone) by washing it in the washing machine. It was in my pants pocket, and I forgot. The bad thing is this is the second time that I have done that.
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I painted the floor of my back porch last weekend. It took a day to clean it and move the stuff on it to various other places. Then I had to sweep, vacuum, and repeat and repeat. Then I mopped. That took a day.
The seven deadly sins are pride, envy, gluttony, lust, anger, greed and sloth. I'll admit to gluttony, especially when chocolate is involved.
Though I have been retired from teaching for almost 13 years, I still work part time. I stay busy, and I sometimes wonder how I ever got anything done while I worked full time, especially when I had children at home.
This has been the wettest spring and early summer that I can remember. Or maybe it just seems so because we had gone previously through about five years of drought.
My two weeks of grandchildren-sitting are over. I have about gotten my house back in order.
My Macon granddaughters are still with me this week. This week they and my two Covington granddaughters are attending Art Camp on the square at the Southern Heartland Gallery.
Editor's note: Due to weather forecasts, Covington's Fourth of July celebration will take place on Saturday, July 6, this year.
Atlanta will host the Summer 2013 North American Bridge Championships Aug. 1-11 at the Hyatt Regency, 265 Peachtree St. It has been awhile since Atlanta has hosted a national tournament. Most of the big names in American and international bridge circles will be there.
My sister is having some renovations done to her house and is momentarily out of bathrooms. So she has been staying with me intermittently.
My sister and I recently went to see the "Manifold Greatness" exhibit at the Nancy Guinn Library in Conyers. The exhibit celebrates the 400th anniversary of the King James Version of the Bible, first printed in 1611.
I have been working in the yard for the last week or two. All I want to do is get the weeds out of my flower beds.
I sometimes wonder how my husband and I can have such diametrically opposite opinions and still have remained married for nearly half a century. I am sure many of you who know us wonder, too.
In just a few days, the school year for Newton County children will be over. We'll see pictures of them rushing out of the schools' doors, cheering.
I try to walk at least five days or more a week for close to an hour.
I wrote a column not too long ago bemoaning the fact that my grandchildren were growing up. Well, I have more proof.