Sweet Home (Away From Home) Alabama
Happy Navy Day in India…I was really unaware that India even had a Navy! On this date in 1971, the Montreux Casino in Switzerland is set on fire by a flare gun wielding "genius" at a Frank Zappa concert. This would prompt members of the rock band Deep Purple to pen their classic hit song “Smoke On The Water”. Also, today is International Hug Day so watch out, I may be lurking around the corner!
Last Friday I got off of work early so that I could borrow the Green Machine’s digital camera, do a little Christmas shopping and pick up the School Girl from work and head to Alabama. The parental units had recently picked up stakes and traversed down Interstate 65 to set up shop in Dixie. I decided it would be more convenient to visit Green Machine at his place of employment and then I was going to head out to the local bull’s-eye store (Target). One long conversation later, I took the shopping out of the daily plan. No problem there since I have three weeks until the big day (don't I, dear?).
Anyway, I got to the School Girl’s job a little early and sat in the parking lot listening to local sports radio personality, George Plaster cry about his Atlanta Braves not signing pitcher Tom Glavine. As I began to drive towards the front of the building I tapped my brakes and heard a most awful sound…grinding! Apparently, the car gods felt it necessary to wear down ANOTHER item on my car and at an inopportune time. I figured that it could hold out for the trip so we began our almost 200 mile journey as the sun was beginning to hide behind the horizon.
As we got off at our required exit into my parent’s tiny town, my cell phone began to lose signal. This normally would not have been a big deal; however, I had no idea where their house was located. Luckily after 30 seconds of silence mom clicked back in and was able to guide me towards the hacienda. The School Girl and I were amazed at the number of large homes nestled behind the local airport of the tiny depressed looking town.
Here is a look from the street of the new house.
Here mom sits puffing on another Virginia Slim 120 Menthol that I had to start bumming because I ran out of my regular brand.
My grandparents have been visiting from Florida for the last few weeks. You can see them here conversing with Uncle Marine’s wife.
This is the front guest bedroom (or my grandparent’s room). The School Girl and I stayed in the back guest bedroom but when I decided to take these pictures I was too lazy to make my bed and didn’t bother. Also, I figured mom would be ticked! Also missing is photographs of all four bathrooms and the garage.
Pops seems to be working all the time. It must be nice to be tethered to the office via a nice new Blackberry device.
Overall, the weekend was pretty relaxing as we went around the neighborhood looking at Christmas lights and managed a trip to the next town over for a nice lunch out.
The car brakes held up (even though my car sits in the driveway at home today just in case) and we had an extra long trip back to Tennessee. We had to stop in W’boro to pick up some of the homemade Christmas stockings for SueBoo (you’re welcome!).
When we got home at 10:30-ish, the heat had been off for over two days and the thermostat said 42 degrees! OMG! We shivered ourselves to sleep thinking of legit reasons to skip out on work today but nevertheless we managed to fight the traffic.
Last Friday I got off of work early so that I could borrow the Green Machine’s digital camera, do a little Christmas shopping and pick up the School Girl from work and head to Alabama. The parental units had recently picked up stakes and traversed down Interstate 65 to set up shop in Dixie. I decided it would be more convenient to visit Green Machine at his place of employment and then I was going to head out to the local bull’s-eye store (Target). One long conversation later, I took the shopping out of the daily plan. No problem there since I have three weeks until the big day (don't I, dear?).
Anyway, I got to the School Girl’s job a little early and sat in the parking lot listening to local sports radio personality, George Plaster cry about his Atlanta Braves not signing pitcher Tom Glavine. As I began to drive towards the front of the building I tapped my brakes and heard a most awful sound…grinding! Apparently, the car gods felt it necessary to wear down ANOTHER item on my car and at an inopportune time. I figured that it could hold out for the trip so we began our almost 200 mile journey as the sun was beginning to hide behind the horizon.
As we got off at our required exit into my parent’s tiny town, my cell phone began to lose signal. This normally would not have been a big deal; however, I had no idea where their house was located. Luckily after 30 seconds of silence mom clicked back in and was able to guide me towards the hacienda. The School Girl and I were amazed at the number of large homes nestled behind the local airport of the tiny depressed looking town.
Here is a look from the street of the new house.
Here mom sits puffing on another Virginia Slim 120 Menthol that I had to start bumming because I ran out of my regular brand.
My grandparents have been visiting from Florida for the last few weeks. You can see them here conversing with Uncle Marine’s wife.
This is the front guest bedroom (or my grandparent’s room). The School Girl and I stayed in the back guest bedroom but when I decided to take these pictures I was too lazy to make my bed and didn’t bother. Also, I figured mom would be ticked! Also missing is photographs of all four bathrooms and the garage.
Pops seems to be working all the time. It must be nice to be tethered to the office via a nice new Blackberry device.
Overall, the weekend was pretty relaxing as we went around the neighborhood looking at Christmas lights and managed a trip to the next town over for a nice lunch out.
The car brakes held up (even though my car sits in the driveway at home today just in case) and we had an extra long trip back to Tennessee. We had to stop in W’boro to pick up some of the homemade Christmas stockings for SueBoo (you’re welcome!).
When we got home at 10:30-ish, the heat had been off for over two days and the thermostat said 42 degrees! OMG! We shivered ourselves to sleep thinking of legit reasons to skip out on work today but nevertheless we managed to fight the traffic.
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