Sunday, September 18, 2011

The Tiger Roared LOUDLY

(Just so you'll know, Lorelai had a little fender bender on the way to class on Friday morning...she ran into the person in front of her...everybody is OK...little damage to the other car...some to hers but repairs can wait until the Christmas holidays when she's home...)

What a fabulous day Saturday was in Clemson.  The weather was and perfect for football. The Tigers knocked Auburn (the reigning national champions) right off their two year (17 game) winning streak.  It was BEAUTIFUL to watch. The score-Clemson 38...Auburn 24.  Looks like they're missing ol' Cam Newton. I'm trying to get used to pulling for him in his new role with the Carolina Panthers.  Old habits die hard...

Since it was a noon game, we cooked breakfast.  Eggs, bacon, bagels, muffins, crisp red apples, frappacino, and mimosas. We fed 11 hungry Clemson guys and gals and loved EVERY minute of it.

I'm working on a pot of French Onion soup. Lots of red wine in it and my new secret ingredient...truffle salt.  (Don't tell anybody...) This is just the kind of Sunday afternoon I love...overcast and cool.  I'll get a bunch done today and believe me, I need to.

Enjoy a couple of pictures from yesterday.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Shopping with Mother and Ned

Ned was a great shopper yesterday.  We got pajamas, socks, jeans, shirts...couldn't find any shoes he liked but he's OK for now.

Mother...a great shopper?  NOT so much.

She didn't like anything....and she's going to be going barefoot soon if she doesn't get some everyday shoes. When a person will only wear ONE pair of shoes except on Sundays, the shoes wear out fast.

I get so tickled sometime. She always talks about how much she loves her sister's clothes. I pulled a lovely blouse off of a rack and told her she should try it on.  "That's ugly," she said.  Gotta love Ned, who spoke up saying, "Aunt Elizabeth wears one like that."  Consequently, I couldn't resist adding, "Mother...he says that 'Lisabeth has a blouse like this.  Are you implying that she wears ugly clothes?"

Mother didn't respond to my remark but came back with, "My ear hurts.  Remember last time my ear hurt I fell into a wall."

We went back to Green Grove.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Pray For Me

I'm headed out to take Mother and Ned shopping.

Enough said...

Monday, September 5, 2011

Clemson...Heat...Children...Ted...Husk...Cemetery...Bush Hog...Massage

Confused much?  The title summarizes all of the themes from our weekend. 

1. Legare came home for the weekend with his pal Robert in tow, so Hank and I decided to make the ride up to Clemson and back a day trip. Have was 4895 degrees up there, but thankfully the Tigers gave us a win. We agree; however, that we're just too old and creaky of bone to do it all in one day if we don't have to. Three and a half hours there, three hours of tailgate, three and a half hours of game, an hour of dinner, and three and a half hours back home. We got back on a wing and a prayer, took showers, and collapsed. It was great,though, to get to spend a little bit of time with Lorelai and her friends.

2. Sunday was worth having pushed our limits on Saturday.  Hank, Legare, Robert, and I met our friend Ted at Husk for brunch. Chef Sean Brock is transitioning to his fall menu and it was delightful.  I was particularly pleased about the new dessert menu. Ted, Legare and I tasted the peach cobbler, frozen chocolate peanut butter terrine, and oatmeal pie. Robert and Hank chose liquid dessert in the form of a second round of jalapeno-infused mimosas.

3.  I may not have shared with you that Ted is an honest to goodness licensed tour guide for the City of Charleston. Even though he hasn't actually given tours in a number of years, he is a great resource. If he doesn't know an answer off the top of his head, he's got a book about it somewhere on his shelf. For some time now, we'd been talking about going out to Magnolia Cemetery. Hank and I have lived in the lowcountry our entire lives...the last 28 years in the Charleston area and neither of us had ever been there. Neither had Legare...and Robert...well, Robert ain't from 'round here anyhow.  After brunch we headed spent some time communing with the dead with Ted in the lead. I have a bunch of great photos, including one of Robert trying to give Legare a $100 bill if he'll just hop down and lie on one of the "shelves" in a 6 foot deep open grave.  Legare declined.

4.  After we got back home on Sunday afternoon, Hank decided to collect Ned and stay over at the farm so that he could do some bush hogging of the roads today. He must be having fun because he's still at it.

5.  DISCLAIMER:  I am not being paid in any form or fashion for the following endorsement.  While Hank "farmed" today, I went for a massage A couple of months ago, I went to Massage Envy on a whim.  I filled out all of the paperwork for membership before I left that afternoon. I am a spa snob...I admit it...but...the Massage Envy location nearest me is INCREDIBLE!  True, it isn't decorated like a spa.  They don't offer hot tea or juice, but shoot, for $57 a month I get one massage. If I decided I want two, the second is only $39. That is two for the price of one "spa" massage and I've got to tell you, the last spa massage I had at Stella Nova a few weeks ago was a colossal disappointment. My friend Sue had one the same day and agreed with me wholeheartedly. I highly recommend that you go to Massage Envy and have the reduced-price introductory massage. If you know my real name, tell them that I sent you.

Pictures soon...Have a great week.