"Blow Away, Blow Away, Blow Away..."

What a weekend. Friday night kicked off with a trip to Atlanta's Shakespeare's Tavern for their version of "Hamlet." The play was very good, the food was pretty good, and the friends were fabulous. There is something about visiting the city that makes me feel so alive. I like to imagine the streets as they were when my grandparents were living there. There was even enough difference between now and then for me to imagine what it was like for my Dad (who lived off of Howell Mill until he was twelve). In the intoxicating lure of the city, however, I never quite let myself forget where I am. I just try to stay very aware. Fortunately we only had one little mishap with an individual who was walking down the street. An elderly Black man felt the need to inform me that he was quite capable of having his way (in no uncertain terms) with all four of us. My initial thought was "if you touch me...", and the second thought was "he probably wanted a reaction more than anything else, but I admire his self-confidence." ;-) Hehe. Overall, good times.



This morning was a splendid morning for Spring Fest. We set up the tables from 11:00-1:00, but we had so many sisters at the table that half of us ended up standing a few feet behind in conversation (or running for food). I felt badly that we didn't really contribute anything other than our presence. I took Tammy back to her house, met her family, and then met the goats. Haha. Storm clouds started rolling in and the wind picked up, so I made my way back to Sanford for a nap. I woke up to find that the clouds had blown through and that the sun was back in full force...such a beautiful, warm day. A group is going out for dinner tonight, but I'm not sure I want to go. I'm feeling rather reclusive. After such a hectic twenty-four hours, I'm contemplating just packing it in for the night. A good movie or book and something cheap from Loco's might just do the trick. :)