by irene fulton
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SOME OF MY FAVORITE BLOGS I'VE POSTED
2008
A Solid Foundation
Cheers
Sold!
Not Trying to be Corny
2007
This Little Light of Mine
Love Ya, Sweetheart
We Were Once Young
Veni, Vedi, Vinca
U Tube Has a New Star
The Date
Packing a 3-Iron
Getting Personal
Welcome Again
Well... Come on in
Christmas Shopping
There's no Substitute
2006
Dressed for Success
Cancun Can-Can
Holy Guacamole
Life can be Crazy
The New Dog
Hurricane Reenie
He Delivers
No Spilt Milk
Pretty Lucky Woman
Naked Fingers
Blind
Have Ya Heard the One About?
The Great Caper
Push
Why I Don't Date Anymore
Barney's P***S
My New Security System
Dedicated to Katy
A Short List
White Trash
Never a dull moment up here on the mountain. *wink, wink*
The mountain is renowned for extended patches of fog. Until I moved here, fog was one weather system I’d had very little contact with. I don’t like it. Now I know why roads have little yellow reflectors. On foggy nights, it’s kinda-sorta like driving by Braille. My safe return home has often been on account of these angels-of-mercy reflectors.
Nance (the tea party friend) and I planned a big trip down the mountain to shop and get new tires for my truck. A trailer to tomorrow’s 365Envisage photo would show me hugging one of the new tires… I haven’t rehearsed, but that’s what I plan to do.
On my way to rendezvous with Nance at the Sewanee Market (I name landmarks solely for Stacy’s enjoyment), I stopped by the Sewanee Convenience Center. Now if I wasn’t about to tell you that *convenience center* is a euphemism for city dump, wouldn’t you have thought I was about to fill the tank with gas and get a pack of gum or something? Leave it to academia to come up with the name. What’s funny is that the country folk of Monteagle, where I live, recently erected a new sign with a similar name. *sigh*
Anyway, I’ve documented this weekly chore of mine for 365Envisage. The last photo is the one I posted at the site – the first two are for your enjoyment.
xoxo
The Entrance
Reenie & Tommy
Tommy manages the Center and fixes things right between me and the Lord every week.
White Trash
The mountain is renowned for extended patches of fog. Until I moved here, fog was one weather system I’d had very little contact with. I don’t like it. Now I know why roads have little yellow reflectors. On foggy nights, it’s kinda-sorta like driving by Braille. My safe return home has often been on account of these angels-of-mercy reflectors.
Nance (the tea party friend) and I planned a big trip down the mountain to shop and get new tires for my truck. A trailer to tomorrow’s 365Envisage photo would show me hugging one of the new tires… I haven’t rehearsed, but that’s what I plan to do.
On my way to rendezvous with Nance at the Sewanee Market (I name landmarks solely for Stacy’s enjoyment), I stopped by the Sewanee Convenience Center. Now if I wasn’t about to tell you that *convenience center* is a euphemism for city dump, wouldn’t you have thought I was about to fill the tank with gas and get a pack of gum or something? Leave it to academia to come up with the name. What’s funny is that the country folk of Monteagle, where I live, recently erected a new sign with a similar name. *sigh*
Anyway, I’ve documented this weekly chore of mine for 365Envisage. The last photo is the one I posted at the site – the first two are for your enjoyment.
xoxo
The Entrance
Reenie & Tommy
Tommy manages the Center and fixes things right between me and the Lord every week.
White Trash
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