Happy Birthday, Mary!

Dear Mary,

Although you NEVER read my blog, I thought I would post one just for you anyway! I need to let it go even though I spend HOURS writing these for the pleasure of my friends and family. But enough about me, it's your day. So here goes.

Remember this shot? I know that I made this card for you several years ago, but I think it's time that I share it with everyone...even your children.

I though you might enjoy this image of the three of us in my backyard getting a "base" tan before going to the beach to work for the summer. Gotta love that iodine and baby oil.
Where was Barbara? Probably studying.

Here's the picture compliments of Connie Tatum of all of us in front of the Myrtle Beach Pavilion. For the benefit of others who are reading this, you are on the top right.

Finally, the New York trip in May. Can't beat the bargains on Canal Street.

Then there was the Red Bus tour.

And finally, THE group shot. I know, I know it's blurry, but it kinda looks like that filter they used in those Doris Day movies and television shows. Next time, I'll use the auto focus.

Hope you enjoyed the blog. Now will you please read it more than once a year? Have a wonderful birthday!

love,

Nancy

Happy Birthday, Nancy Faye

Here she is. Ms. Nancy Faye T... great friend (brought me food in the middle of the night, kept me in that t.v. show, and so much more), excellent teacher (was 11 Alive teacher of the week, or was it year?), comedian (one of the funniest people on earth), athlete (played highschool basketball and, I think can beat my husband in golf), pretty near genius (understands all of that science stuff), world traveller (went into that jungle in South America with a team of science teachers), great cook (was featured in one of Tyler Florence's shows) and most importantly, a cancer survivor for ten years, with MS!

I took this shot two years ago at Christmas. I have no idea of what we were talking about, but she obviously had a strong opinion. Wonder what it was?

Things must have calmed down, or the wine kicked in.

Have a great day, Nancy. Did I forget to say that you are proudly a THIRD GENERATION Atlantian? For heaven's sake, let's don't forget that. (You know, native Atlantians can be sooooo snobby...I'm just sayin'.)

It's My Day

This morning as I was writing this post, I took this picture from my window. The trees are just gorgeous this time of the year. Although my birthday is today, I'm not crazy about fall. I absolutely hate cold weather, and fall means that winter is just around the corner.

Here's another one.
As usual, I've waited until the last minute to get my car tags. In Georgia we have to renew during our birthday month, so off I went to get my car inspected. I talked with the man in charge who was a nice, older black man. We talked about Obama and McCain. I think he detected a little concern on my face because he said it's all in God's hands, so I shouldn't worry. He said McCain is a good man and Obama will be getting his help. I told him that I felt sorry for McCain, and he told me that according to the bible, McCain, in his seventies, is in his strong years, so he'll be fine. I felt better.

Off I went to the tag office to buy my new tags. As I was waiting for the tags, my sister, Janie, called to wish me a happy birthday. I love getting these calls. An old, old friend, Stan left a voice mail wishing me a great day, and Barbara called and sang "Happy Birthday." Later Penny called and sang a song that she said she saw in some movie with Sandra Dee and Troy Donahue. Summer Place?

After a quick trip to Home Depot I spotted these trees on my way home.

A little after I got home, these were delivered. Daisies, my favorite, from Marcy. I love them. Thank you sooooo much.

And, it's not over. Dinner tonight with Tom and tomorrow night, dinner with Barbara and Penny. Friday, I'm meeting Sharlene at Lenox for shopping and lunch. I just love birthdays.