5 posts from March 2008

"At Last: Frying Made Healthy"

Mar 30, 2008
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It's ACTUALLY one of the article headlines on the March issue of Southern Living.

Only in the south would people fly through the pages of a magazine to learn how frying food would finally be healthy, or at the least, ok.

I love my homeland.

Y'all guys...

Mar 30, 2008
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It's been a little while since my last post. Part of the reason for that is that my computer has been dysfunctional. I know, I know: all you PC friends of mine are saying the following in a whiny, patronizing voice:

"But I thought Macs never broke down!"

Well, hard drives of all kinds are flawed from time to time. They're kinda like us in that way--no matter how close to perfection they strive to come, there may always be a flaw buried there somewhere...

Anyway, it's back now, with a new hard drive and a new keyboard. Yay! It's quick, it works, and I no longer have 17 thousand copies of "choir practice" on iCal. Hooray!!!

The other reason I haven't written in a while is that we were out of town and taking some days for retreat last week. While I did not intend it to be retreat FROM using a computer, it kinda turned out that way. And that was nice in a way. It really was a break, and the work I did was by hand--a nice throwback to days gone by, like the second grade.

While we were away, we went to a local restaurant where we were staying. The server who waited on us greeted us with a hearty, "How y'all guys doing tonight?" I've never heard that one before. Y'all guys? I'm guessing it was Southern attempt at sounding smarter by peppering yankee-language into her speech. Did it work?

I wasn't impressed. She served us well, thought, so I'm grateful, and we left a good tip.

Y'all guys heard any other crazy sayings lately?

$41.09

Mar 15, 2008
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That's what I paid to fill my gas tank the other day.

Now, I live in the south, where gas has always been cheaper than a lot of other places in the US. AND, I drive a 4-cylinder sedan. My gas bills SHOULD NOT be this high. Public transportation (such as it is in Atlanta), here I come!

And speaking of Atlanta, y'all it's been weird weather here. I know its the rainy season, but it's not TORNADO season--it never is here. Much of downtown Atlanta has been damaged, some places destroyed. Millions of dollars will have to be spent to repair homes, business places, convention centers, CNN, etc. It's weird.

We're not near water; we're not in the plains. We're nestled all snug among rolling hills and only one major river. What the heck?

What will this surge of "strange" weather do to Atlanta? How many homes have been destroyed, and whose were they?

These are the questions and prayers that will be on my lips for a few days. I kinda forgot about the $41.09 I spent on gasoline when I was under a tornado warning this afternoon.

What are you doing here?

Mar 9, 2008
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My old friend asked me this question when I ran into him at the local hospital the other day. I was there early in the morning to visit with someone having knee replacement surgery. Only, I didn't know where to go and was there so early that the information desks were still shut down from the night before. I was just about to walk out to my car (quite a walk, I might add!) to get my cell phone and call a family member of the person that I was there to see and find out where they were, hoping he would have his phone on.

Then I run into my old friend who happens to work in pharmacy at the hospital. When he saw me he had that momentary look in his eye--the one you have at age 3 when you run into your preschool teacher at the grocery store and you can't figure out why she's not at the classroom getting ready for your return the next morning. He asked, "What are you doing here?" And I guess he was surprised to see me there at 6:30 in the morning. I was thrilled to see him because he helped find where I needed to go.

Thank goodness for old friends.

Who uses these, anyway?

Mar 1, 2008
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In honor of my new design, I'll tell you a funny little story about myself.

When I applied to graduate school in 1998, the application had to be typed. So, I took it to my dad's office where there was a typewriter because his secretary wouldn't use a computer. (Yeah, it was 1998. He was kind.)

So, I sat down with my application in front of said typewriter and looked at it in some trepidation. I asked, "How does it turn on?" My dad flipped a switch somewhere, and it started to hum. The little "screen" came on, and my dad helped me put the paper in so I could get started.

I had some trouble getting the lines on the paper and the lines of text I was typing to line up. Finally, I threw my hands in the air and said, "Who uses these things, anyway?" It seemed like such an archaic way of doing things.

So, my dad took the desk chair and I dictated the application to him.

I wonder if people who thought the internet was a "blip" ever screamed the same kind of frustration I had with the typewriter?

But its a cute little design.

"At Last: Frying Made Healthy"

Y'all guys...

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