We went to my sister-in-law’s house for lunch. (We went to my father’s for dinner later on – so we had to pace ourselves with the food.)
Anyway, she always puts out a lot of snacks before the meal, and this table is generally where everyone congregates most of the time.
I liked the feel of the light and the empty plates. The aftermath of the pre-meal.
I’ve had breakfast; a Thanksgiving lunch, and a Thanksgiving dinner. HOW can I possibly be hungry right now?
That’s what the name is on the pack of matches I found recently. They are actually still in business in Pittsburgh, Pa.
I think I will have to send them this photo of their matches. Surely they don’t print this image any longer!
I found this package of matches several months ago; and for the life of me, I cannot remember where I found them. Hmmm. Somewhere in our house – inside a box or something. But anyway, I never opened them until a couple of days ago.
Imagine my surprise – and laughter!
Someone must have thought it was a good idea at the time.
It reminds me of Dr. Frankenstein’s lab; but it’s actually the inside of a very old lightbulb.
Very old. And broken, I might add. It has long since worked, but is has held onto its charm.
Gee. I hope they can say that about me when I get old.
They are GOOD! (They are bottled in Mexico, and real sugar is used – making them taste like they did when I was a kid in the late 60s and early 70s.)
Anyway, they are also expensive; so if I can’t finish one at one time, I try to save them for later. They keep their carbonation pretty well.
My father calls empty beer bottles, “Dead Soldiers.” So this morning when Joe opened the refrigerator, he burst out laughing and shouted, “We Were Soldiers!” A takeoff on a Mel Gibson movie… and of course, he was making fun of me.
Joe and I went to Alabama’s last home game of the season today in Tuscaloosa, Alabama. They played the University of Tennessee at Chattanooga – completely out of their league, but UTC got a boatload of money for doing it.
It helps UTC out financially, but it also gives the Alabama players a little rest before one of our greatest rivals next week – Auburn.
The score was 48 to 0.
But anyway, I could not resist shooting this little girl and who I can only assume is her mother. Both are dressed quite fashionably.
I see Crimson pom-poms in this little girl’s future.
My mother had worked there as a graphic designer and layout artist in the late 50s and early 60s. She was really, really good. I worked there as a lowly clerk during the early 80s. I had quit college for a year and a half to help save money for a school I wanted to go to in NYC.
Anyway, these guys happened to be walking by when I stopped to look at the window and reminisce.
My husband knows I have a weakness for Godiva chocolates. Especially their dark chocolate. So every gift-giving occasion, I get two boxes: 1. dark chocolate assortment; and 2. dark chocolate truffles.
He’s a very good husband.
This is one of the truffles from my birthday. After this shot, it was consumed…..and chased with a Coke.