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Checking Out The Local Hooters
I was eating a chicken strip when a waitress walked behind me and I glanced over, and unintentionally got an eyeful of her cheeks. Not the ones on her face. That is the image I’ll remember from Hooters…. Read More
Severe Weather?
When I sat down at my computer this morning to check my daily weather forecast, I expected to see sunshine icons and nothing more. So, I was quite alarmed to see a “Severe Weather Alert” scrolling across the… Read More
Eternal Tourist
I love Savannah for so many reasons – and the town’s beauty and charm are at the top of that list. I had to go downtown today, and was actually glad to park a block away from my… Read More
The Blank Page Syndrome
I want to write something. I really enjoy writing this journal, but I also want to write something else. Something longer. Fiction? Maybe. Magazine-style nonfiction? I’m not sure. I don’t know where or how to begin. I’m pretty… Read More
Fruit is NOT bad
I ate a banana today. It was glorious. But – sigh- according to my diet, it was also an illegal maneuver. I cheated. And I ate grapes, too. And they made me happy. Day 5 – the day… Read More
Dieting in Candyland
It is Day 4. Dieting still sucks. Even if I were to sit at home alone, with no outside influences, dieting would be difficult. But the last few days, cruel forces have been conspiring to make me cheat…. Read More
Day 2: Dieting Sucks
All I can think about is food. That’s partly because I spend most of my free time cooking since we have to eat such specific foods that don’t come pre-packaged. That’s also because I’m dieting. Any time I’ve… Read More
Blackberry Longings
I remember red Georgia dust beneath my shoes as I clutched a basket, leaned over and plucked ripe, juicy blackberries from the bushes on the side of the road. I recalled this memory after reading my friend Anna’s… Read More
Blessed Reprieve
Right now, I’m sitting in my porch swing, watching the flowers in the pot next to the door move in the breeze. It is such a wonderful, wondeful breeze. But first, I must begin at the beginning. Yesterday… Read More
