This kind of aggravates me. This car was not this color in real life. It was lavender. Yes, lavender, with matching hubcaps. Sigh...I really need a new BB with a better camera, but don't have $500 for the new one. What to do, what to do...
I promise, I am going to go somewhere tomorrow where I can get some good pictures! This one is actually kind of cool, though, because it was taken from the car window as I was going over the bridge. Notice the ghostly image of the shopping bags on the front seat?
Okay, this amused me to no end. (And yes, I am easily amused!) Stopped at the local Walgreens, (which is quickly becoming my favorite store), and what did I find? My car's identical twin! I've had this car for 4 years and I have never seen another one exactly like it! So I just had to take a pic. 
My next-door neighbor has replaced his run of the mill mailbox pole with this little guy. One of the advantages that come with living way, way out in the county. If this little guy was downtown, ooh, boy, how the presevation people would hollar! We can't even paint the door at my office the same color without filling out an application, getting a permit, submitting a paint chip of the EXACT color, and supplying a urine sample (well, I'm exaggerating on that last part, but not too much). But out here, well, we may loose power for days at a time, there is no cell phone service, but, hey, we can put anything we want in our front yard!
I was sitting outside last night, looking through my phone memory at pics, wondering what was a worthy subject when I heard "zap, zap, zaaaaapppp". "Hmm", I thought. "You know, that looks pretty cool." We own a little less than 4 acres, and then my parents own the 7 acres next to us, so all together there are about 11 acres of bug magnet. You add my own personal mosquito pheromones to the mix, and bug zappers are a necessity if I want to avoid blood transfusions. "Off?" The mosquitos laugh at it. Like a dinner bell. I saw one sharpening her proboscis as I was spraying. Little tiny file...rasp, rasp. 
Heading to Vidalia, Louisiana to the liquor and pet stores. Interesting combination, hmm? I always find it curious that the speed limit on the bridge is 45 mph, but as soon as you get off, it is 35 mph. Can somebody explain that to me?
To put this into perspective, I have to add another photo, and then I will explain what this is.
Let me set the scene: The building next door to my office building dates back to the mid 1800's. It's covered in stucco on the front, while the sides are the original brick. Guess I should have taken a pic of the front, too. Oh, well. But on both sides of the building, all the bricks are in line except this single, solitary one. This is right outside my office window, and I just had to take a pic. We have often wondered if maybe, possibly, something is hidden behind this brick. Gold hidden during the (Civil) War? Jewels? Or was the brick simply misshapen in some way? Someday, somebody is going to bring a ladder up to the office and we are going to find out.
I would LOVE to meet the marketing person who came up with this one. A fried green tomato KIT? I checked it out, and it consists of 4 very small green tomatoes and a little bag with a batter mix. All for the BARGIN price of $3.99! Isn't this taking convenience a little too far? Green tomatoes, corn meal, salt, pepper, bacon grease. What Southerner doesn't know that? Maybe the kit is aimed at transplants from above the Mason-Dixon line? It does have my mouth watering, though. And my tomato plants have yet to recover from the heat. Hmm...trip to Piggly Wiggly anyone?
When I first decided on this pic for today's post, I had no idea this was such a hot topic. Just google "carriage horse". There are whole societies against it. Locally, there have been a few articles in the newspaper concerning the health and well-being of these animals which are frequently seen around town ferrying tourists through the downtown district, but past and current vets have publicly stated that these animals are treated and taken care of. After all, they represent a substantial investment on the part of the carriage tour owners. When not giving rides, the drivers are frequently seen at the carriage stop currying or just petting the horses. One driver even said he thinks of his horses as his pets. So why is there such an outrage about carriage horses? Granted, yes, it is hot here during the summer, but if they were out to pasture, wouldn't they be standing in the sun anyway? And these are draft horses, bred to pull a load. They are frequently used by Amish as plow horses. I don't think a light carriage with 8-10 people in it is going to be that much of a strain, especially at no more than a slow walk. After 8 years working downtown, I've learned to tell the horses apart, and they get more days off than I do. The above is Rodney, and he works Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays one week, Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays the next week. And the kids at Presbyterian Playschool across the street love them! "Horsie, horsie!" And are these animals smart! I've have never seen Rodney's driver even have to touch the reins to get him to stop at the "pink gingerbread" which is next door to our office (see Day 12 and 13). Okay, enough rambles for tonight!
If you have shopped for beer lately, you may have seen the above item on the shelf next to your Bud and Bud Lite. I was like, what? Clamato is basically tomato juice, some spices, and a shot of clam juice. Eww, just doesn't do it for me. Then throw in some Bud or Bud Lite, and you have GROSS OUT. Turns out my tastes aren't too mainstream. The chelada, or michelada, is basically a Mexican beer cocktail. The simplest version is beer in a salt rimmed glass with a squeeze of lime. Now to me, that sounds good. I like Miller's "Chill", which is a variation of that theme. But tomato juice? Popular in the midwest, where it is known as "red beer". The michelada is limited only by your imagination. And leave it to Miller and Anhauser-Bush to jump on the bandwagon. By all accounts, sales are soaring, especially in areas that have a heavy hispanic population. 
A two-parter-I'll finish tomorrow and post tomorrows pic. Just tooooo tired to do it tonight.
Just look at the expression on that face! This was right after I asked him if he wanted me to walk him to his first class. "Mom......". Dang, when did he grow up on me? Told you he had they eye roll down, Jerry. I worried about him walking to after-care by himself, since they don't walk them from middle school. I asked him if he wanted me to call Mrs. Donna and get her to come get him. "Mom.....". I asked him if he was going to remember to write down all his assignments and get all his books and folders that he needed for homework. "Mom....". Well, Mom won that bet. The only homework they had in one class was to bring home a policy sheet for the parents to read and sign. You know what he brought home? EVERY book he was issued today, but...yep, no policy sheet. Sigh, I'll have to stop and sign it in the morning. Parent-teacher conference time. I really appreciate the way the teachers worked with me last year; hopefully I can get the same kind of cooperation this year. His ADHD comes with a definite emphasis on the AD part. Well, thanks for letting me vent!
This wasn't going to be the topic of tonight's posting; I wrote one last night about Trinity and Greg Iles, but this building just struck me as I was leaving the mall today.
Supposed to keep from eroding.
Up telephone poles,
Which rear, half out of leafage
As though they would shriek,
Like things smothered by their own
Green, mindless, unkillable ghosts.
In Georgia, the legend says
That you must close your windows
At night to keep it out of the house.
The glass is tinged with green, even so...
The lane unexpectedly shifts in several places. They have started using some of the new lights, still using some of the old lights, and I'm surprised there have not been more accidents, because people don't know what light to look at from day to day. I see a law suit coming.
This is a stained glass window that is at First Presbyterian Church in Natchez. I walk by this building two or three times a day, but have never stopped to really look at the windows. I have since found out that they are over 200 years old. 
I'm really beginning to enjoy these posts, and I thank Jessica for the idea. BTW, how did you put my blog address in there under my name?
I really loved it when Chris went to this daycare. No drive to daycare, drive to work, drive back to daycare. Walk across the street and there I was. I could watch them play outside on water day. Didn't get a lot accomplished at work at times, but oh well. Only problem was I had to be careful when I was going to the Courthouse. If they were outside playing, Chris would want to go with me. I took to hiding behind trees when he was looking! LOL. Well, I guess I'm going to read a few Photoshop tutorials tonight. Have a pic that I want to do something really special with and I haven't worked with Photoshop in forever!
Yeah, my life is REALLY boring...LOL!
