8/12/2018

Weekly Update 8/12/2018

Who knew? Tuesday was National Lighthouse Day! (Wednesday was World Cat Day, but who cares?) Fort Pulaski was giving guided walking tours to Cockspur Lighthouse, so Jane and I thought it would be a good chance to learn something, and off we went. The Cockspur Island Lighthouse is a 46 foot tall brick building the marks the south channel of the Savannah River. It is one of only five surviving lighthouses in the state. First constructed in 1837, it was rebuilt and officially commissioned in 1849. It was destroyed by a hurricane in 1854, and rose again in 1856. It suffered little damage in the Civil War, in spite of being located in the middle of the battle between the Confederate soldiers at Fort Pulaski and the Union forces on Tybee Island. After the war, the north channel became the preferred entry to the port of Savannah, and the light was officially extinguished in 1909. It was an interesting walk, but the mosquitoes made it unbearable. And it was hot, even at 9 am.

I have been in full peach mode lately. The local Georgia and South Carolina peaches are at their best, and I’ve been eating them every day on my cereal. They are so-o-o good.

When I got my pedi, I was very daring – I had my toes painted blue. Even a red is more than I like to see on my feet, and I usually opt for a brownish-pink color, something very neutral. I’ve become a wanton woman, or an old lady who thinks she can pass for 17. What’s next? A Tattoo? 

I did another thing that is quite out of character for me this week: I went downtown on Saturday to apply for a “casting call” for extras in a Disney movie that is to be filmed here in Savannah in the fall. I had read about it on my news channel app, and thought I might give it a go. It might be kind of fun to be in a movie, and see how the filming is done. I don’t do much else, so why not try it? Well, I was thinking the same thing that several hundred Savannahians were thinking! When I got to the civic center, the line was out the door and around the block. I wasn’t going to stand in the heat for the chance to be told NO. I turned around and went home.

Sarah finished her internship at Disney on Friday, and Jack flew to Orlando so that they could drive back to Rochester together. They needed to be in North Carolina to stay with his dad on Saturday night, but they were able to stop in Savannah and meet me for lunch. There’s a Cracker Barrel right off Rte 95, so we met there. It was very good to see them.