Monday, July 15, 2019

Fishy fun

The one that got away

An angler I am not, but I couldn’t resist posing with this carved fish on a December 2018 trip to the Smoky Mountains.  

My parents and most of my relatives loved fishing. I loved the catching part of that activity. 

When I was about five, my father and uncle caught a huge tabby cat(fish) in West Pearl River in Louisiana. That is the only other time I posed with a fish as big as I was. 

The photo of that event has disappeared, but the wooden fish sparked vivid memories of the excitement of that day. 


Thursday, July 11, 2019

Old-fashioned fun

Highlights of a June weekend visit to Baton Rouge were attending Granddaughter Molly Kate’s dance recital and indulging in some old-fashioned entertainment with Grandson Walker.

Hubby, AKA Baboo by our grands, launched their own checkers tournament. There were some serious moans and groans, laughter, cheers, and instructions on strategy.

Grandfather and grandson sharpen their checkers skills.

But what surprised me most was the 1000 pieces of a  jigsaw puzzle spread out on the dining table. It took me back to my childhood when Mother and my aunts included me in similar scenes. 

Thanks to them I grew up relishing the challenge of finding the corners and the edges, and painstakingly matching colors, shapes and other details to piece puzzles together.

Walker’s selection was a world removed from the idyllic scenes my mother and aunts chose. His puzzle was a Thomas Kincade creation of Gotham City featuring Batman, Robin, the Batmobile and a multitude of the dynamic duo’s villainous adversaries. 

The puzzle’s Gotham City darkness was punctuated with dramatic contrasts of light pouring from windows, doors and the Batmobile’s headlights, true to Kincade’s style as the self-described “Painter of Light.”

I was surprised at how long and successfully nine-year-old Walker worked at finding and fitting puzzle pieces. More modern avenues of entertainment were not totally ignored, however. 

At intervals in the weekend, we cheered him on as he enthusiastically zapped lethal zombies and other baddies in his sessions playing the popular video game Fortnite.  

Sunday, June 30, 2019

Food, fun and family

NOTE: The post below has been languishing unpublished since mid-2016 when I took my unexpectedly extended break from blogging. Another Independence Day is almost here again, and much has changed--jobs, addresses, and grandchildren's growth spurts. Although I'm not certain what to expect other than heat and humidity, I am beginning my July 4 celebration early, looking back via that unpublished post as I drafted it in July 2016:

Independence Day this year posed the biggest test yet for how our new downsized home will accommodate additional bodies overnight.

Our guests numbered six for four nights and seven for the fifth night. A little creative use of every space included two beds, two window seats almost eight feet long each, and the floor with several air mattresses. Everyone had a spot for snoozing. 

That left us free to savor the holiday, some coast attractions and togetherness.

Our oldest son Walt’s Georgia tribe of six was here July 1-5, and son Jeremy was here July 4-5. It was the first overnight stay in our new house for Walt’s family.

Walt had booked a half-day charter for July 3 on a boat captained by our nephew Ryan Byrd. Hubby and I opted to stay home and stay cool.

The Georgia crew’s successful morning supplied redfish, Spanish mackerel and other tasty species for two July 4 gatherings plus abundant filets to take back to Georgia.

That evening DIL Sarah marshaled us to the beach for our community’s annual July 3 fireworks.  We ate cold watermelon and watched the fireworks light up the night sky. There was even a cool breeze to relieve the typical heat and humidity.

Jeremy arrived July 4 with his equipment for a fish fry. The brothers worked together, frying fish in the July heat.

We enjoyed the meal inside, though. I do appreciate air conditioning. The fish, hush puppies and Sarah’s homemade apple pie with ice cream for dessert were perfect holiday fare.

Our younger generations’ taking charge was definitely an unexpected and happy treat. It was a memorable Independence Day—food, fun and family.