Autumn is my favorite time of year. Warm but not too hot to breathe. Here is little Millie, a big bee, some peppers, berries, a flower, and some dill vinegar with hot banana peppers. Man are they hot. My lips are on fire.
There is a date stamp on my camera that says March 3rd 2009. I'm too lazy to find the manual so I am retro today.Hot pepper vinegar is great on Turnip greens and collard greens. It's a southern thing.
We went to a Vandy Football game against LSU. They have been the National Champs and we haven't beat them in many years but we gave it our best shot and lost by a huge amount.
The ladies basketball team was there signing autographs and they all laughed very hard when I called Hannah Tuomi the "Tuominator". I also asked Jence Rhoads if she ever heard Kevin sing the Jence Rhoads song and of course she had not so I sang it for her. We love these girls. We spend more time with them than we do with family and you know how I feel about the family.
Our niece Megan will be working at Vanderbilt starting Monday. She just got her PHd and is already teaching at Belmont University. She will be running a Gifted Student program from what I understand.
So the 9-11 anniversary was yesterday and they hauled out a big flag at the game to remind us to never forget. It would be hard to forget. Kevin had just made it back to New York from his nephew's funeral. The funeral was the day of his birthday and a day or so later he was flying home. He went to Boston and then on to Albany. He got home late the night before it happened but passed through the same airport the hijackers were at. Luckily there were no missed connections.
And, as the years passed we also went through the death of my Grandmother, my mom, and a few other big September events so it really isn't our "best" month anyhow.
There was some Jack- off Minister in Tennessee that was going to burn a Koran even though the asswipe from Florida canned the idea. I could not find the church he is at because I was going to skip the game and go and burn a bible in front of his church. I did write to the News stations that covered the story and lambasted them for not naming his church. I feel he should have to face his convictions head on but they seem to think he needed protecting. It ain't over yet. He hasn't met me.
So today I try to move things, blog on Wordpress, yaddah, yaddah, make some herb roasted potatoes and watch a Titan's game and a few Tivoed movies.
Here is some proof that I still exist. I will not go quietly into the night. I am planning on posting here until they vote me off the island.
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This will be the last time I irritate you with a blanket e-mail. I promise. But I am lazy and if you visit and leave a comment I will know you want me to add you as a dashboard companion.
2-3-4- NAPTIME!
We went to the Titans game Thursday night against the Saints. On the way we ran into Abe Lincoln who seemed depressed. He was standing on top of a bridge and I can't help but think if we should have had an intervention. He looked suicidal.
Once we got inside Kevin pointed out a large white square in the upper deck on the other side of the stadium. It was my arch nemesis, The Carmelite Nuns from Rosa L. Parks Convent down the street from our house. Remember this happy photo? Well here are the gurlz cheering on.........THE SAINTS!!!!!! One of them had on a Vince Young jersey but Mother S made her take it off. They each had a two beer limit and cussing was kept to a minimum.
Abe, it seems had found out about Vox closing before the rest of us.
Zola came and stayed last night. We all had to make a dish. Kevin cooked ribs. Z made deviled eggs. I made Tater salad. We had corn and fresh baked rolls. The ribs, it turned out were half pork and half beef. Mine were "fall off the bone" pork but every time I looked at Z she was gnawing and tugging and chewing. My second rack was beef. Aha! Those bastards at Kroger hid beef ones under the pork. We got beef ribs last week that were marked pork also. I hate beef ribs unless they are cooked as beef ribs. They season them so they all look similar. This was a deliberate "hide" beneath and I really wanted more pork.
She is on her way to Atlanta with friends so we got up and had breakfast and sent her on her way. She moved to Nashville a few months ago but between starting a new job and living out in the outskirts we have seen her less since she's been here then when she was in Mississippi.
It was great fun. The babies love Zola. Especially the one that was named after her. We met her on Vox about 4 years ago and now she has her own room in our house. She slept on the couch instead though because we don't have central air and her room is better in the winter than in the summer.
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