11/12/2023

 

Weekly Update 11/12/2023

Not a lot was going on this week. I’m becoming increasingly content to sit in my recliner and do nothing.

One of the things I didn’t do this week was vote. I know I should have, but politics have left me with little interest in which idiot has the power. They are all the same. I had an opportunity to vote for mayor of Savannah, but Mayor Johnson is terrifically popular, and he won easily. He did not need my vote.

Wednesday and Thursday was the St John’s Episcopal Holiday bazaar. I like to go, and I always enjoy having lunch there. This year, there was no chili, no pimento cheese sandwiches and no shrimp salad croissants. I was devastated! Not to worry – I had the pulled pork platter. And dessert. That’s the best part. The church ladies bale cakes, pies, banana pudding, trifle and all sorts of wonderful treats. It was difficult to choose. I finally settled on German chocolate cake, and it was WONDERFUL!

On Wednesday, there was a lecture at a new group that I had been informed about. Aaron Bradford, who is Savannah’s best revolutionary war interpreter, spoke about James Jackson. Old Fort Jackson along the Savannah River is names for this American patriot. I’ve heard Aaron speak many times, and he’s the lead for the October 9 battle commemoration. I really enjoyed that talk, and hope to be on a list for other lectures by this group.

I will soon be saying goodbye to my inflatable turkey, which has been a grand decoration for many years. I always thought it was funny to see a big roasted turkey sitting, plump and juicy, in the middle of my table for a few weeks around Thanksgiving. But, she’s not plump anymore, and I think I won’t be packing her away for another year.

When I opened my box of Thanksgiving decorations, there was a pre-school craft that apparently I’d packed away last November. I got that ready to send to Adrian and Annie, and was going to go out on Saturday to get it in the mail. Then I remembered that it was a holiday, and the post office was closed. I’ll have time to get it mailed this week. I just can’t seem to break myself of the craft project addiction that I’ve had since Emily was little. Sarah sent me a photo of a craft that she had done with Adrian and Annie, so maybe the gene has been passed to the next generation.

At least the Bills didn’t disappoint me this Sunday. I guess I’ll have to wait until Monday night for that. If they lose to Denver, I may have to rethink my loyalty. Detroit is looking like a professional football team – for the first time ever.

Adrian and Annie are adorable! I’ve had a couple of videos this week, and it sure l believe Annie will be walking by Christmas.