No, these are not books about cherries. Rather, it is the name of the neatest bookstore in the town of Thibodaux, LA. Thibodaux is a great college town. It has lots of old architecture and a French feeling. It is the first city I lived in when I journeyed to South Louisiana in 1978 and…
It’s too pretty to be called a “mug” and it’s bigger than a cup, but I do call it a cup. This morning, as I was rushing out to go fishing, I had my hands overly full with fishing paraphernalia. In order to open the the truck door, I had to set my cup on…
We went to my older sister’s house for Thanksgiving Dinner yesterday, so all the second generation cousins could bury each other in leaves (or fight over the rake) . . . and the first generation cousins could talk about music and movies in a language no one over 40 understands . It was a day…
. . . and in with the new. Do you really want to hear this boring story? If not, click away from here. If so, let’s move on. Just look at the removal/delivery man. Even he is paying homage to the Ancient Freezer. Does anyone out there in cyberspace still own a manual defrost? Yesterday…
Ok, as much as I want to call LilSis right now, I can’t call her one more time today. We worked on our blogs a big chunk of the morning via the air waves and finally had to hang up. But only after learning some new things — two heads are better than one when…
If you’ve been keeping up, you know that we’ve been down with the creeping crud this week. I went back to bed this morning but jumped out of bed at the ringing of the land line around 8:30 a.m. It was the head of tourism wanting to know if I could help a “film location…