1/29/2023

 

Weekly Update 1/29/2023

Reminisce and Reminisce Extra, two magazines that I really liked, have ceased publications. Because I still have several months on my subscription, they are sending me Readers Digest and Taste of Home instead. I don’t like either of those.

I attended great lectures this week. DH sponsored a talk by the author of a book about enslaved cooks in antebellum Virginia. While she focused on Virginia, the experience could not be too dissimilar from what Bella knew at DH in the 1820s. Tuesday morning, the author was at DH, and we also were allowed to go into the raised basement to see how the renovations are progressing (in a word, s-l-o-w-l-y). That evening, she spoke again but in more general terms. She was an excellent speaker, a great vocabulary, clear and loud, enthusiastic, and very knowledgeable. I bought her book, and I’ve just started to read it. I was also at a talk at TLC, but the title of the lecture was misleading, and it wasn’t what I expected it to be, and that was a little disappointing.

When I was at CH. going through old employment cards, I came across one of a firefighter. How amazing is it that he retired to Rochester, New York, and not only that, but to Greenleaf Meadows, which is the apartment complex right across the street from the house on Pebbleview Drive! What are the chances?

I was walking a few times this week at Tom Triplet Park in Pooler. It’s off Route 80, so it’s a little out of my way from the apartment. If I’m coming or going downtown, I can go right past it and I stop if I can because it’s a good walking place. There’s a little man I’ve seen a couple of times there, using a walker, and going around the trail. He is always friendly with a smile a happy Hello. Just before I was back to my car on one of my walks, I told him that I was done, and he asked how many times around the loop I had done. I did twice (that’s about three miles). He told me that he usually goes four times, sometimes six, and he does that every single day. Good for him! But it made me feel like a slug. Also, they’ve installed new signs there: beware of snakes, and don’t feed the alligators. Really? Maybe not the nice place I thought it was!

There was no playoff game on Saturday, so I went to the Savannah Theater on Chippewa Square to see Menopause, the Musical. That was a hoot. I’d seen it many years ago, but it still made me laugh out loud. The performers were great, the songs are from my childhood, and the things they make fun of are all true. What a nice way to spend an afternoon.

One of my azalea shrubs died. I had been given a potted Norfolk pine for Christmas a year ago. I decided to take out the dead plant and replace it with the little pine. I finally got around to doing that this week. I’m afraid this might be a mistake, as it already looks a little less green. I think it might be headed to that great garden in the sky, where it will meet my lilac bush.

The Super Bowl is all set. I’m still mourning that Buffalo isn’t there, but I think this might be a good game. The Eagles look unbeatable, and the Chiefs were definitely helped by the terrible officiating at their game, so I have to think Philadelphia will be the champs. But stranger things have happened. In other sports news, the Australian Open has two champions. The American’s looked pretty good in the tournament, and many are young. There may be hope for the future of American tennis coming soon.

Adrian is wonderful! There were a couple of videos of sledding with Daddy, and he just beams. That must be a lot of fun for them both.