Weekly Update 3/5/2023

I finally got my hair cut. I’ve been trying to grow it out to all one length for The Wedding, but it was looking awful! It bothered me that it was always in my eyes, it looked as if I hadn’t been brushed it in months, and I was really tired of it. I’ve been thinking about giving up on my plan for a few weeks, and forgetting that one length plan. Tuesday, on my way back from CH, I stopped at Publix for a few groceries. As I was in the parking lot, I noticed that the Great Clips had no one waiting. So, I went. I have been having my hair cut at a salon, and it cost anywhere from $60 to $80, and each time, I got someone new. I started to think that if I’m going to have someone who doesn’t know what I want or what I’m trying to do each time, I may as well go to the cheap place. Great Clips did just fine. I feel a lot better.

Tourism is picking up in Savannah. All my tours at DH were large, and I like it ever so much better when there are a lot of people, so I can show off my wealth of information. I also did a tour at Bonaventure Cemetery. I haven’t done a tour there since before the pandemic, and I thought I’d be rusty. There are so many tours that are booked now through the Historical Society, they asked if I could help out this one time. I’m glad I went because the azaleas were truly magnificent. It’s rather like riding a bike – I seemed to easily recall what I’d said on all my past tours, and I was able to answer any questions they had. It was a perfect day to do that.

I couldn’t put it off any longer – I filed my taxes. It’s not a big deal because I have almost nothing to report. I’ve used the same software for several years, and they save my info (is that a good thing? all those and identification numbers out there? but is anything safe? USPS mail can also be hacked. H&R Block can sell my info. I don’t trust anyone). But now that’s done for another year.

I got up really early Saturday morning to attend the commendation of The Weeping Time. In March of 1859, 436 men, women, and children were sent to Savannah from Butler plantation near Darien GA to be auctioned in the largest sale of human beings in US history. There was torrential rain throughout the two days of the sale, that’s why it is named The Weeping Time. I’ve been to this solemn ceremony before, but not for a few years. It was very moving.

Adrian and Annie had some fun in the snow this week.  Annie is getting to be a beauty, and she's only two weeks old!