The picture above is a word cloud of all the posts on this blog (click the image for a larger version). I used Wordle to make it. The size of the word is proportional to how often it’s used. So I think about Roger, Amelia, and Christmas the most. Makes sense – they’re 3 of my favorite things.
For Mother’s Day, Roger and I headed to his mom’s house to hang out with the family. His sister Chanell and her family came in from South and North Carolina to surprise Miss Gloria. While we were sitting outside, an adorable gray kitten walked up. She wandered around everyone, meowing constantly and nuzzling everyone.
Roger (with some encouragement from his sisters) wanted to take her home. My logical side said no way! We don’t need another cat or a huge vet bill for shots and spaying. But a few hours later when we got ready to leave, there she was – sitting on the front porch waiting for us.
So I gave in.
But who could resist this face? Meet Clara . . .
The choir is performing a Broadway Revue this Saturday night with music from Oklahoma, Annie Get Your Gun, and The Sound of Music. Here we are practicing, with yours truly in the front row (the perks of being petite). I’ve got just about all the music memorized. Now if I could just find a costume . . .
Picture courtesy of Tanya and her cell phone. 
. . . there are no love bugs.
On a trip to visit my parents, Roger and I turned onto one of the many back roads in Wilmer and were pelted with splatterings to the windshield. Like any born and raised Gulf Coast girl, I knew exactly what was happening – love bugs flying like mindless idiots. There are so many of them that you often mistake them for rain, until you realize wait, rain doesn’t leave smudges . . . ewww. Welcome to Alabama my friends!
The curious thing is, I hadn’t realized it was love bug season yet (oh yes, there’s a season – the bugs show up twice a year every year). And that’s when I fell in love with Atlanta all over again. Sure, we drive on 7 lanes of I-75 in mind-numbing traffic while risking our lives as we dodge 18-wheelers trying to merge onto 285. But I’ll take it any day over swarms of love bugs.
However, mosquitoes do inhabit Atlanta. I should know. I was bit 7 times this weekend. And I won’t mention the huge black spiders I’ve seen in our garage (even Roger thinks they’re big).
Attention all bugs: you can bite me! Well, you know what I mean.
This weekend we went with Nate and Katie to the Georgia Renaissance Festival. I hadn’t been to a ren fest since moving to Atlanta so I was looking forward to it. It’s a great festival – lots to see and do – and it’s huge. We spent about 3 hours just walking around. We also saw two Barely Balanced Acrobat shows, and both were incredibly funny and impressive. Roger ate a turkey leg (I grabbed a bite – delicious!), and I had a bread bowl of spinach and artichoke dip with a bottle of diet coke – surely, the meal served to King Author’s knights of the round table.
The Barely Balanced acrobats…
