Thursday, June 28, 2007


Of all tyrannies a tyranny sincerely exercised for the good of its victims may be the most oppressive. It may be better to live under robber barons than under omnipotent moral busybodies, The robber baron's cruelty may sometimes sleep, his cupidity may at some point be satiated; but those who torment us for own good will torment us without end, for they do so with the approval of their own conscience.
-C.S. Lewis

The following are quotes of Presidential candidate Hillary Clinton:

“Many of you are well enough off that the tax cuts may have helped you. We're saying that for America to get back on track, we're probably going to cut that short and not give it to you. We're going to take things away from you on behalf of the common good.”

“We must stop thinking of the individual and start thinking about what is best for society.”

"I have to confess that it's crossed my mind that you could not be a Republican and a Christian."

"God bless the America we are trying to create."

"We are going to take things away from you on behalf of the common good."

“It takes a village to raise a child.”

"The unfettered free market has been the most radically destructive force in American life in the last generation."

"We can’t afford to have that money go to the private sector. The money has to go to the federal government because the federal government will spend that money better than the private sector will spend it."

"Other developed countries…are more committed to social stability than we have been, and they tailor their economic policies to maintain it."

"Too many people have made too much money."

“We are at a stage in history in which remolding society is one of the great challenges facing all of us in the West."

Here to me is the granddaddy Hillary quote of them all:

"We just can’t trust the American people to make those types of choices…. Government has to make those choices for people."

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

out of the blue

Paul Mccartney and Ringo Starr were on Larry King last night. I never watch Larry but seeing the two remaining Beatles together caused me to put down the remote. Paul said that they (the fab four) were just four semi-talented musicians who made for an interesting chemistry when they were together.

I heard an interview with the late Warren Zevon not long ago - he said that he didn't know where his music came from. He said that he wasn't one for sitting down and coming up with songs...that lyrics would come to him. He couldn't explain it.

I know what he means. I've written a lot of music since I first picked up my guitar, but I can not point directly to the seed of the original idea. Music it seems drifts through the window of my mind and I can not take full credit. I believe that our talents, our creativity comes from God alone. We are made in his image and He is a creative being. I believe that any chemistry that we have as artists drawn together, is chemistry from God's laboratory. We are blessed with wonderful gifts but can opt to either glorify or not glorify the one who gives them to us.

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

oh my aching back

Drove to Macon, GA and back Sunday. Got out of the car with a backache that won't quit. I've been to the chiropractor twice and at least one more visit. I'll start posting again when I feel better. Catch ya later.

Friday, June 22, 2007

StoryTeller Night

Debbie Handy just called and asked if I'd do the next StoryTeller night at Vineyard Gadsden. So come Friday, July 6th @ 7:00p.m, I'll be singing some of my original songs and telling the story behind each. I invite any and all blog readers out there within driving distance to drop by for a cup of joe and a heaping serving of lyric and rhythm.

darn van

Well, Gina's Caravan has been in various repair shops around town for over a month. We've been working on one car during all is time. It's gotten to a place where we've thrown too much money into that van...good money after bad. I don't know how we are going to get another car at this point but we are just going to have to find a way to do it. It still runs but everything else is a problem. Time for a new set of wheels. Gina loves her old '96 Grand Caravan and I guess we'll start looking for a newer version of the same.

I haven't been able to get my car fixed after the accident because it's been the only one with A/C. I guess we'll have to wait till we get another new/used car first. I took the family to Chattanooga for a few days last weekend. It was our cheapo vacation. While driving up I-59, I kept hearing this loud thumping noise. I looked in my side view mirror and saw a huge portion of the plastic cover of my bumper flapping like a wing. It was pathetic. I stopped at the Fort Payne K-Mart and bought two bungie cords and some clear automotive duct tape. After a little rigging, I got the bumper to where it wouldn't flop around in the breeze. It's still holding but looks like crap.

Crazy days.

Brook and I got together last night at Maters for dinner and a conversation. We covered the world but time flew to fast. I went home and washed more sheets and then a load of Gina's work clothes. Again, I nodded off between loads until I could finally go to bed. Such are my days these days.

I am tired and ready for tomorrow. I hope I can do nothing and simply stay off my feet. I'll be heading to Griffin, GA Sunday to hook up with my brother inlaw Don Rakestraw and my mom. I'll be bringing her back home from her trip to Washington DC. I am sure she's having a great time up there with Jennie (my sister).

It's been 11 years since my visit up there. I'd really like to see the WWII memorial. Better yet and a little closer, I'd like to see the WWII museum down in New Orleans. Michael, I'd love it if you, Brook, Jose' and I could drive down there for a weekend and see it. We'd have plenty of time for a a cup of dark roasted chicory coffee and a dish of hot beneights from Cafe' du Monde. Maybe we'd have enough room to each take along a guitar and play. Now that's a vacation.

Thursday, June 21, 2007

week day date night

Brook just called me back and confirmed that we are going to get together tonight. Anchovy pizza and a conversation. The Mexican fish is out tonight. Dan told Brook that he's usually tired on week nights and thought maybe we could do the fish thing on a weekend instead. So anchovy pizza it is. Brook and I try to get together once a year for a dinner and a long conversation. I am looking forward to it. I've got a great brother.

Last night we didn't have the girls so Gina and I went out on a week night date. She was so tired that her eyes were bloodshot by 6:00. We took off and ate at The Fish Market. It's pretty good food but my feet are still tired from the previous weekend. You have to wait in a very long line to place your order. Gina got the coconut shrimp and I got a Greek salad. The food was good and the staff very friendly. I'll go back when my feet when my feet are up to it.

After dinner Gina and I went to see Fantastic Four - Rise of the Silver Surfer. Right after I sat down in the theater seat I started feeling sleepy and had to make myself stay awake through most of it. Most of the Marvel movies I've seen as of late are not really that good. I have a movie rating, it goes something like this:

1) Worth seeing on the big screen / full ticket price.
2) Worth watching but only as a rental.
3) Worth going to watch it as a second feature along with a better movie at the drive-in.
4) Worth renting but not as a new release.
5) Not worth seeing, don't even rent it.

I think both FF movies are in my 3 category. Gina told me last night that she liked the movie because it had an upbeat ending. I am glad she enjoyed it, she needed the escape. Sometimes I take her to movies with downbeat dark endings and she goes out grumbling. I try to take her to movies that I think will meet her upbeat ending criteria but sometimes I choose wrong. I personally don't mind the darker movies. I usually go see them on my own or with Jose'.
Most action movies these days hurt my eyes. There's nothing memorable about the plot of Fantastic Four and there was plenty of cool special effects and action BUT!... A good movie to me isn't just a movie with good FX and action. The writing is so important. I happen to like how they casted FF but it was so sappy and juvenile. I wish these movies wouldn't be written for teenagers but up to adults. Just get to the place when Richard Reed is arguing with the army officer about football jocks and computer nerds. The romantic story that ran through it was juvenile as well. Stupid! I think the cast is great but the screenplay written by a former writer of Beverly Hills 90210.

I think one of the better Marvel movies as of late was HellBoy. I hear they are making a sequel. Speaking of Marvel movies...they are working on Nick Fury. It's going to be a 2008 release and promoted my favorite Sargent to a Captain. From what I've read, they're starting him out with the Howlers in WWII. They may or may not go into SHIELD. I never was a Nick Fury, Agent of SHIELD reader and hope they stay in wartime Germany pulverizing Nazi's. I found this out not long after making my Nick Fury post last month.

We went home last night and I started a linen wash load but was too tired to finish it. Gina told me to go put a heating pad on my sore heal. Gina and I talked for a little bit before she retired for the evening. I dozed off on the couch and woke up around 3:00am with the TV still on.

I've got a hand full of office chores today...a light day maybe. Never know what will come up as the day proceeds.

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

smart ass

I remember the actor/dancer Donald O'Conner playing sidekick to an army mule that always proved smarter than he was. The mule's name was Francis. Arthur Lubin (I Googled him) was the director of most of the Francis the Talking Mule movies. I found out that he was also the guy that produced many of the Abbott and Costello movies we fondly remember. Later, Lubin produced television's talking horse sitcom Mr. Ed for television. The premise for both Francis the Talking Mule and Mr. Ed were pretty much the same. Smart animal - dumb master. Mr. Ed's fame eventually eclipsed Francis but in my book - Francis kicked Mr. Ed's ass.

There was a character actor named Chill Wills that did the voice of Francis. If you heard his voice once you'd never forget it. Chill had the perfect voice for a jack ass. No, I mean it. Wouldn't you like to have lived in his shoes for a day? Every time he opened his mouth until the day he died, people would hear a jackass.

Donald O'Conner left the Francis franchise after "co-starring" with the mule six out of the seven movies made through out the 1950's. O'Conner had top billing but everyone knew who the real star of the show was. O'Conner cited upon leaving, "That mule gets more fan mail than I do!" Arthur Lubin directed only the shows O'Conner "co-starred." Francis was a big celebrity back then and it's been decades since I've seen one. It may be that I might not find the Francis movies so endearing if I were to see one again. They sure were a treat to me when I was I a kid.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007


It was a very long day at the office today. I felt for the kids that had to be there all that time. They have to play quiet while mother's with patients. Today Grandmother Hale offered to keep the kids at her house where they can play outside and feel grass between their toes. We got home yesterday evening around 6:30. Katie's tutor came around 7:00. We felt Katie needed a little help before heading to a new school and a new grade. The tutor is her 5th grade teacher. It's nice to hear them work and laugh together downstairs. Katie had to go to bed shortly after the tutor left. Tomorrow she will be heading off with Aunt Carris to spend the rest of the week down in La Grange. That should be a nice break for her.

I called my brother up last night hoping that he could pry away from what ever he was doing and come over to watch The Wild Bunch with me. I found the movie last week at Walmart ($5.00) and thought it would be nice to share. Brook was polite as usual and said he was busy. He and Jennifer are busy folk. Still, it would have been nice for him to come over and share the slow-motion bloodshed. I will save the movie for another evening. I was tired anyway, I dosed off on the couch several times between linen loads.

These days I go to bed tired and wake up tired. I don't drink coffee much but I did make a pot today after getting to the office. I am forty-eight years old and could give you an organ recital of what hurt where when on a daily basis. I miss energy and dancing without feet hurting. We are all heading toward death, some a little faster than others. It's important to live as much as we can while we can. Important to dance with your wife and children, even if your feet hurt.

I'd like to go on a date with Gina sometime this week. Katie will be gone and Kelsey will be spending a few nights with Grandmother Hale. I think we'll go see the new Fantastic Four movie. I didn't care much for the last one but that Silver Surfer dude looks like a T-1000 (the liquid Terminator) with a surfboard. I hope this one is better than the first FF. Maybe we can have dinner together alone and talk. We need a break from talking about money and business. I'll try to keep the topics away from the usual suspects.

Brook said he'd like to get together one night this week with Dan and me at MiCasita's for fish Mexican-style. I've never had fish Mexican-style before. I look forward to the conversation. I occasionally play with Brook on worship teams but rarely get to talk. Most of our conversations are over the phone with promises at the end of hooking up. I don't get to see Dan much either. Busy lives all around. Now I know why old men meet at Hardee's in the morning. Life slows down and there's time to talk for those that have survived long enough for a nice conversation.

This weekend I'll be driving out to Columbia, SC to pick up my mom. She drove up to Washington with my sister Jennie. I don't know if I'm driving out and coming straight back or sleeping over on my uncle's couch. I'll find out soon enough. It will be nice to see my aunt and uncles again, even if it's for an hour or so. I don't look forward to the drive.

Monday, June 18, 2007

the weekend

Got back mid-Sunday afternoon from a weekend trip to Chattanooga. Gina and I did the typical tourist thing and went to Ruby Falls Saturday morning. The falls itself is beautiful but it was a busy day under the mountain and we had to wait and wait and wait, move a little, then wait and wait and wait. The tour guides apologized for the busy day but multiple apologies got older as the time passed in those narrow dark places. I guess we were under there a couple of hours and I didn't have fun. The little ones had a grand adventure which is why we went in the first place. I won't be back though.

We went to Coolidge Park Saturday afternoon and that's always fun. It's a great park with water fountains for the kids to play in and an huge old fashioned Carousel. I stepped out in it with my street clothes with hopes that the water would help my feet. Not. I did have fun playing with Katie. I got soaking wet! We also ate at the retro eatery called Cheeseburger-Cheeseburger on Market Street. Eating there is crowded but always a treat.

The weekend was nice but the Ruby Falls expeditions wore my feet out something terrible! All that standing and waiting with no where to sit!!! I had never been there before. I've never riden the incline or gone to SEE ROCK CITY. Gina gave me a father's day gift by rubbing my feet for AN HOUR after we got home Sunday afternoon. Most of the pain went away (mostly in my heel). I sat downstairs on the couch for the rest of the day while washing and folding clothes. Sleuth Channel was showing back to back Rockford Files yesterday. That show is one of my all time favorite TV shows and I never get to see it. It was nice seeing Jim, Rocky, and Dennis again. It would have been nice to see an episode with Angel. Those were great characters and great writing. James Garner is a good actor and has played many a good roll. Jim Rockford is the best character he's ever played.

Friday, June 15, 2007

What i really want for my birthday!!!!

I never get what I ask for - for my birthday (August 19). Take this 1976 Royal Monaco Bluesmobile now up for auction on eBay. I emailed the seller and asked if it had a cigarette lighter. It was a test to see if it's the real thing. The Alabama Blues Brothers just bought themselves another BM and put this one up for auction. I hate it that they pulled the A/C out of it. Still though, I'd love to have it...just in case any of you want to get me something really special.

Thursday, June 14, 2007

changing the language

Washington (both Republican and Democrat) have been doing their best to shove amnesty for illegal aliens down our throats. They tried to sneak a bill through last week that was defeated after a grassroots uprising. It's apparent Washington will persist to force this through in spite of our wishes.

June 4th, Harry Reid attempted to change the language. Liberals by the way don't like using the term illegal alien. They've always had the habit of tinkering with the language in order to win a debate. Here's the most recent term first mentioned on the floor of the Senate by Harry Reid.
"This week, we're going to complete that legislation. We will hopefully bring to final passage a comprehensive bill that will strengthen our border security and bring 12 million undocumented Americans out of the shadows."


The running term has been unregistered immigrants. Simply put, immigrants are those people who are legally going through the process of BECOMING Americans. Illegal Aliens are those who are BREAKING THE LAW by stealing entry into the United States. They do not belong here and should have no claim to owning legitimate citizenship.

These law breakers are not Americans. These law breakers are not immigrants by any definition of the word. Calling someone an unregistered immigrant is the same as calling a drug dealer an unlicensed pharmacist! Changing the language simply doesn't make it right. Willfully breaking the law should not be rewarded.

Another typical liberal ploy is to call your opponent a racist. That's another term you'll hear as time marches on. So if perchance you are going to disagree with this amnesty bill, prepare're going to be viewed as a racist.

I also don't care for the misuse of the term guest worker. Last time I checked the dictionary, a guest is someone you've invited. I think the term intruder should be applied in most of these cases. If you are going to visit us here in the U.S, you could at least sign the guest book.

I really wish our representatives would get to business and protect our nation's borders and our children's future.

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

if i were BATMAN!!

I wouldn't mess with the rope thingy. It looks too dangerous. I would take the Batmobile most places. Knowing me, I would probably have a Batminivan so I could carry more stuff around.

I would have all the crime fighting whatchamacallits in my utility belt but would make sure I'd have a pouch for Peanut M&Ms. I don't like the idea of having to physically hit bad guys, so I'd probably opt for packing my trusty Batglock....maybe I'd holster two. I'd ditch stuff like the bat throwing-stars because I'd probably end up with one in my kneecap.

Maybe if I were Batman I wouldn't need to be in the crime fighting business. I'd be too tempted to shoot all bad guys on sight. I wouldn't give them much of a chance. I'd just sneak up from behind, analyze the situation and shoot the bad guy in the back of the head. We all know that The Joker and his kind always get away from the law and create mayhem whenever they free themselves. I just don't have the real Batman's temperance...I'd empty both clips into him and maybe even reload for a second helping afterward.

Maybe I could drive around Gotham looking for people to help do non-violent tasks like raking an elderly person's yard or help get cats out of trees. Say, that Batorang would do just the trick. It's either that or the Batglocks.

Monday, June 11, 2007

stupid stupid tv

I can't remember a time when we the people of the United States have had endless channels to surf and so little worth stopping. Between "reality" shows and where are those reality stars now shows, and American Idol and American Idol recap shows and other types of idiotic talent shows...there's NOTHING ON.

Wouldn't it be nice if we the customer could choose and pay for only the channels we like watching. Dear Dish Network, all I want is FOX News, History Channel, Military Channel and Turner Classic Movies..that's all...thank you.

Friday, June 8, 2007

all over but the shout'n

While at work early in the week my mother plopped a library book down on the conference table. She said she thought I might like reading it because the author was raised not far from here and had won the Pulitzer Prize (big whup). The name of the book is All Over But The Shout'n by Rick Bragg. I had little interest in her recommendation but read the first few pages anyway. My mother said that she knew that I didn't read much but thought that I might like it. She's right, I don't read much. I can't tell you how many books I've started and have quickly abandoned because most authors can't keep my attention. It's one thing to write and another to be really good at it. Rick Bragg is really good at it. I couldn't help but keep turning the pages. There was no putting that book down.

The author is my age and grew up out toward the direction of Piedmont/Jacksonville. His family was poor, abandoned by his alcoholic father and raised by his mother. I was raised in a middle class intact family (6 kids total) by my mom and dad. Even though this guy grew at the same time I did, in the same part of the state, it was as if he grew up in some third world country. I recognized so many street names and places that run in his memory. I've driven down most of those roads he had but his world was so different. I related his story more to those I've heard tell from my mother and father in-law. The poverty and hardships that Bragg's family went through makes his front door so far from mine. That's life. All men, all neighbors, all with individual hardships, with stories of their own trials and passage. I am glad Rick Bragg wrote of his.

I enjoyed his story immensely. I appreciate the way in which each word was placed and each sentence crafted. No, I don't finish many books that I start but this book so worth the read.

Thursday, June 7, 2007

free will

evil can rule
if a people permit

Wednesday, June 6, 2007


she seemed so strong
when i was young
yet today
she seems so
America is changing
i still love her
but she's no longer
that virtuous presence
that shining city upon a hill
of a brave giving people
what she used to be
she says one thing
and lives another
drifting down dangerous streets
i love her still
even though
i do not agree with what she's been about
but i pray for her
fight for her
until she turns her eyes completely
from her Creator
she no longer invokes His name
no longer calls out to Him
as if she is ashamed
like adam and eve before they were expelled
before they realized they had lost eden
before they realized they should be afraid
the taste of the fruit still upon their tongues
discarding a most precious gift she had been given
i am concerned for her these days
i don't know where she is going
i pray for her
but even more
i pray for my children
now that black is white
white is black
wolves are allowed among the sheep
the innocent inconvenient
freedom exchanged for stew
truth is disposable
God help her
she is drifting so far from you

six eyes

Gina finished up with her last patient early today and decided to treat the girls to the city guizer. We drove Katie and Kelsey over to the boat dock where the city spent mucho money to install fountains so my kids can run around in circles in and squeel. I stayed back away from the hordes of wet children and perused a book upon a park bench on the dock. Two strange children came from behind me and tried to surprize me as if I were their long lost uncle. I turned to see a little boy and his big sister smiling at me from behind. The little boy was looking at me funny as I looked them over and said hello. The little boy cocked his head and asked, "Why are you wearing two pairs of glasses?" I said, "Because one pair won't do." He didn't understand what I said and repeated the question. His big sister corrected him by saying that "He already answered your question." Off they went up the sidewalk toward the water and the sounds of the wet squeeling kids. I watched them cross over the bridge and told them not to run on the pavement as if they were mine and then started reading again.

Gina has suggested on several occasions that I go get my eyes checked and get some prescription glasses. It's just something that I can't make myself do. I've purchased two sets of prescription glasses over the course of 20 years and wore each pair for less than a week. Right now I am sitting in front of this computer wearing two pairs of glasses. My vision fluctuates and I have a dozen pair of magnifying glasses that I've purchase at Dollar Tree. I wear different ones for different days, depending on my vision. Last week I wore a pair of pink wire framed glasses that my four year old could not get over me wearing.

Frankly, I don't really care how I look these days. I got over it sometime in my late twenties after going bald when I was only 21. I guess I looked silly wearing pink glasses to see last week. I guess I looked silly to those children who snuk up on me from behind this afternoon. I am sticking with what works and what is the cheapest. I've lived my life not trying to impress anyone because at those rare moment that I do try, I come out the awkward ass. I know, I am a character.

About two weeks ago Gina talked me into getting some shoes to help me with my feet. I went and had an orthopedic guy look at them. He ordered me a new pair of shoes and insoles that ended up costing about $350.00. I felt guilty before and after and still feel guilty about it. I can't stand spending money on me. Being a diabetic insurance is absurd. I pay BCBS a butt load monthly and my deductible is $1,000.00 per year so needless to say, I bought the shoes out of my pocket and I am sick about it. Did I mention that these shoes were made by the devil? Yes, these shoes hurt my feet and I am trying to wear them anyway...give them a chance. These shoes are making my life miserable. I can't go anywhere and stand for long. I go to the office and kick them off and move around the office in just my socks. I hate those shoes but am going to wear them and see if this custom made insoles - #$%^y -shoes get any better. I can't believe I spent money that my family needs on these shoes from hell.

I am reminded of a time I went to the dentist when I was a teenager. The dentist told me that he could pull two teeth or do some kind of bridge work which would be pretty expensive. He warned me that if he pulled the teeth, the rest of my teeth buddies in my mouth would eventually make use of the vacancy. I wasn't paying for it so I took the cheaper route. I remember thinking how I didn't want to make my dad and mom spend any more than they had to. Thinking back, why did that dentist leave me that decision? Shouldn't he have asked a parent instead of allowing an minor make the decision about aborting teeth? I remember them being aggravated by ydecision but I was only trying to save them money.

My reaction has always been the same, go the lesser road for myself. Don't get me wrong, I don't think this is a noble attribute. Oh contra re. Every time I step out and try to "do it for yourself", something like the shoe incident takes place. I guarantee you by next year, those expensive shoes are going into the Hannah Home Drop Box! Can you tell I am sick over this?

I can't bring myself to spend money on stuff when there is so little of it in the bank. This isn't the case with Gina or the girls. I want them to have what they need but I can't bring myself to do for myself. Gina asked me the other day how I am doing with my diabetic management...monitoring and taking my pills. I told her that I hadn't taken the pills for the high blood pressure, high cholesterol, diabetic medicine since we started the business the Summer of 2005. "Why?" she asked. Because insurance changed and I can't bring myself to spending $200+ per month on medicine when life is so tight right now. I guess she saw me taking herbs to help blood sugar etc and thought I was still on taking the meds.

I had some kind of infection a couple of months ago that would not go away. I usually try to take the Dollar General crap and try to weather it out. After three weeks of suffering, I finally broke down and went to Clay (my doctor) and he gave me a couple of shots in the butt and some prescriptions. The Rx cost me about $150.00 and again I felt sick over it. It's life I know but I felt guilty that I spent that money on me. I know...I'm sick on so many levels.

Monday, June 4, 2007

the weekend

I was able to sneak away from the office Friday for about an hour. I went to the comic book stores on Broad Street and rummaged through the .25, .50, and 1.00 boxes. I found some old Charlton war comics from the late seventies as well as a few DC war comics. I also found a Will Eisner comic book. He's a cartoonist that was an incredible artist that drew the comic noir The Spirit. He died back in 05. Anyway, it was nice to sit of the floor and find stuff to suit my odd taste. I spent a little over $3.00 for a nice stack of yellowed comics.

Vineyard had an event called STORYTELLERS Friday night. Gina was tired and stayed home with Kelsey. Katie and I went together. Brooky (my brother), Liz Wood (Brook's daughter), and Debbie Handy gave the backgrounds of songs they've each have written and welcomed questions from the audience after each song. I hope they keep doing this. It reminded me a little of our old coffeehouse days. I miss it. Debbie said the she wanted me to do a Storytellers night soon. I look forward to it. I believe Michael Bynum and my brother inlaw Dan Noojin are going to be a part of one.

Gina and I spent much of the day Saturday cleaning out our garage. It hasn't been cleaned in about three years. I've still got some organizing to do out there but we got most of it done. It's so weird to not have to zig-zag to get through it any more. I am so happy to have it look so nice and orderly that I want to get out there and finish the job asap. There's so much room in there, we could square dance in there...not that I like square dancing.
Saturday night we hooked up with the Elrod and the Rodriguez families at the Sandmountain Drive In. I made a huge batch of popcorn from the old Christian Brother's popcorn popper and a butt-load of hot dogs. Denise Rodriguez made some cashew-fudge and we all had too much to eat. We watched Pirates of the Caribbean III and The Invisible. Both movies were so-so but I do so enjoy going to the drive-in with my family and friends. We had a great time.
Sunday was a lazy day. I slept late, cooked, cleaned house, and washed clothes. Yes, I should have gone to church but had some family time instead. I was throwing some burgers on the skillet and Gina mentioned how she hadn't seen her mother this week. I told her to call her mom up and tell her to come have dinner with us. Mrs. Hale came over and ate, had a cup of coffee and some brownies. They all played games together around the coffee table. They had a great time. Gina remarked last night how much she enjoyed the weekend for a change. I am glad to hear her say that because she works so hard and longs for family time.