I realize there has been no posting. Last week was a little "different". I'll explain in a later post.
But Thursday Charlie and I traveled/travelled to Pensacola to visit his Mom. She will be 87 April 19, and I have to work to keep up with her, mentally. She is sharp as a tack! Physically fit also - She walks vigorously with her neighbor, at least 3 times a week. She and Charlie discussed the Masters Golf tournament and also the appointment of the new Supreme Court Justice. At one point, right after we got there, I had already misplaced my glasses. She told me exactly where they were. I asked her how in the world she knew where they were. She'd noticed where I put them down.
Friday morning we drove to Point Clear to stay at the Grand Hotel. The DA's Association was having meetings there. I don't usually get to go with Charlie, but this time I did. On the way, driving through Gulf Shores, we stopped at our old favorite - Sea and Suds. There we both got raw oysters and I got steamed shrimp. Charlie had gumbo. Delicious and the beach is ever faithful to draw me in - with the desire to spend whole summers there....or at least more time than I am able to spend.
We arrived at the Grand Hotel Friday Afternoon - and today we are driving home.
No pictures because this laptop is still new to me and I haven't downloaded photos yet. Next week I will begin my "Apple Tutorials" which I signed up for at the Apple Store. Will be going to Huntsville for that.
I'll be in Scottsboro tonight and back to my world there.
I guess all know this, but Fairhope is the most delightful area - very calm yet very artsy and creative and lots of seafood. Lots of Live Oaks stretching their massive branches, reaching out to shade whomever and whatever. The Azaleas are gorgeous - and there obviously is a lot of money down here, because the homes are scrumptious and unique. No copycat architecture - so beautiful. And Mobile Bay is mesmerizing. So relaxing. I'll take the Bay any day. I do enjoy the Gulf Waters, but give me the bay also. Very relaxing.
I've gotta go. We're going home.
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