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30
Dec 12

Catching up

The weekly post of extra pictures. And, so, with no delay:

After our week of ornaments I ~~forgot~~ waited this long to share the newest piece to our tree, found in a trendy little garden shop in Savannah. Turns out we used that same place for our wedding flowers. Small world, nice ornament:

I saw this before Christmas, but have been hanging on to it because it looks like Santa just grabbed what he could and is abandoning everything else. “Ho, ho, see ya suckers!”

Saw this in Florence, Ala. No one can quite put their finger on what this company does. And every picture you can take of the place refuses to fall into right angles:

My lovely grandmother made a chocolate cake. She is an excellent baker. I had two pieces. (One was little.) She’s such a sweet lady:

Ms. Annette, here, at the airport, helped me find a sandwich. Or, actually, a sammich, which we both agreed was necessary after I established I was hongry. I had a ham and swiss. It wasn’t bad. Ms. Annette was a nice lady:

My in-laws. They had a white Christmas. And two other snowfalls while I was there. Thankfully they were all small. Usually they are in a heatwave when I am up to visit, so probably it should have been six-below with 18 inches of powder or something.

Our last Christmas party

You’ll pardon the fuzzy nature of this photo.

That’s my father-in-law and his best friend. “Friends for 60 years!” they said today. They are each the godfather to the other’s kid(s). Bob and Clem’s wives went to nursing school together. Between the two families they had three daughters, and they essentially grew up together. This is about as close to family as you can get without the DNA, which just makes it better, really, because you’re choosing all of those people in your life.

And so it is fitting that this is the last Christmas party of the season. But it was the “Friends for 60 years!” comment that you really like. Especially if you are an in-law, as I am. They all have so many wonderful stories together, two generations and so many decades, and they are all fun to hear.

Then someone goes to the back and pulls out this photograph, because somewhere along the way they discussed it and realized that no one but Bob had ever seen Clem’s upper lip:

That was a photo he’d rescued from his father’s house, one of those thousands of items salvaged from the millions and millions of memories lost because of Hurricane Sandy. We heard Sandy stories, we had homemade lasagna that you wouldn’t believe. We unwrapped presents. We watched the two little kids play. They are the only two kids I’ve met my entire laugh that don’t want to play with me.

That’s OK. I played with their trains, invented a game (that they loved) and made a video:

And I had Sammi, the love dog:

Can’t beat that for late Christmas fun.

Now bring on the spring.

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23
Dec 12

A week of ornaments, day 5

Some of our favorites …

We custom-make a few of these every year on Cafepress. Good prices, they’ve always done fine work for me and have given us high quality customer service.

What are your favorite ornaments? Write about them in the comments.

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22
Dec 12

A week of ornaments, day 4

Some of our favorites …

What are your favorite ornaments? Write about them in the comments.

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16
Dec 12

Catching up

Extra pictures from the week, which this time means more shots from our trip.

Don’t go away too early! There is a video at the bottom of the post.

Part of the organ at the Cathedral of St. John the Baptist. We did not get to hear it play:

A few of our favorite entries into the gingerbread village. Gnome Sweet Gnome:

Note the detail in the cutaway mug. Amazing:

One of those rare moments when a photo of signage is acceptable:

Take a good hard look at my gingerbread boat:

This one was my favorite. Definitely the kind of gingerbread house I’d move into:

I got photo-bombed at the fountain in Forsyth Park:

Public squirrels will let you walk right up to them for that perfect shot:

An empty park bench in Forsyth:

This guy was taking pictures. We took pictures of the picture-taking session:

The Yankee at our tree in Forsyth Park:

If I was not so heavily invested in my gingerbread boat I’d consider something like this:

And, finally, two minutes on the river. This is the view sitting on the Juliette Gordon Low, one of the three members of the Savannah Belles Ferry fleet. We were waiting to go across to the other side when the Mol Premium slides through: