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QoD

Here's vox's question of the day. I thought it was a good one for EVERYONE - even the littlest Norwoods & Jacobs. What's your favorite icecream and what's your favorite carrying mode for this icecream (ie. cone, cup, etc.)

My answer depends on where I am - Europe: Zitrone Eis in a cone for sure!!!! Here in the US that question is much harder for me. It changes. Sometimes Bryers Mint Chocolate Chip. Sometimes Moose Tracks. Sometimes - hmmm - I know there are others but just can't think of anything right now.

small world

Was at a bbq at my pastor's house over Memorial Day Weekend when I heard one of the men talking about his brother working for the Corp of Engineers. Get this - his brother was the DE of Mobile when Dad was the DE of Nashville. They both know each other!!!! Crazy! I love how small the world can be... especially intrigues me to think that I never could have predicted way back when I was at Freedom Middle School that I would be friends with the brother & sister-in-law of a Corps of Engineer guy who out ranked Dad.

It's the little things in life...

... I LOVE using these carts when I go to the grocery store.

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my "secret" garden

This place isn't exactly hidden away, but no one I know every comes here. It is just a small little park hidden behind an office building next to a Peachtree Road, which is nice cause I can be the only in the park on the weekend, but feel perfectly safe as there is a constant  flow of traffic.

baking powder expires

I made scones two nights ago for some seniors who were going to bless me with their stories. The scones were really good - my housemate ate multiple and wanted the recipe, so I actually believed her.... but I wasn't too fond of them. They just were denser than I liked. Well, the next day Ms. Mary - my SA grandmother of sorts - said that yes indeed scones are supposed to be more like biscuits. And she said let's talk about what you did. So we went through the whole process and she determined that my baking powder must have expired. She told me that you really shouldn't use baking powder a day past its expiration date. Well, yes sirree, my baking powder had expired and by a long shot!!!! (see first picture) I decided to try it again. Borrowed some good stuff from Ashlee Starr. Turned out so much better!!! Can you tell the difference between the night one and night two scones (pictures #1 & 2). The dough is for the good stuff. Scones taste best fresh out of the oven.. still good the next day but adviseable to heat up.

 

dad should have been here. he missed his opportunity...

So I had a little theory that if I just don't celebrate my 30th I won't really turn 30... cause I mean come on... who wants to be 30 and still single and who wants to leave their 20's? When Sharon Vinson (one of the Bynoes) asked me what I was doing to celebrate it and I told her I wasn't really planning on doing anything apparently she decided they need to throw me a surprise party. Well, today Adriane (my pastor's wife) had me up early to join the ladies (and not that many showed up) for the East Point run/walk. I had been planning on sleeping in, but instead had to be up by 6:30 to be at Adriane's by 7:15. Yuck, but had a good time with the ladies. Then we all gathered back at the Fowlers' home at 4 PM to walk over to Taste of East Point. At Bible study on Thursday Adriane had mentioned leaving maybe a little early and going to dinner with another girl. Okay. No biggee. I had invited friend who I hope to get to come to East Point Church to the taste festivities and so also included her in dinner. Realized this morning that I hadn't told her about dinner, so called her this morning about it. My professor, his wife, and then the Covenant student who will be interning with my church came down to see East Point and meet everyone... so I was distracted with trying to make sure they were good. Walk into the restaurant. We go to the back and the whole little back section is filled with East Point people and my South Atlanta folks. Heard the screams of surprise before I looked up and saw everyone (I had been doing a little sister mischievous thing to the girl in front of me). Hadn't realized that some of the folks at the Taste actually had left. Guess it was good for them that I had been talking to my professor the last 30-60 minutes. At the end the brought a cake and started LOUDLY singing happy birthday - yep you missed your chance, Dad. I'm a big girl now though - no hiding tables for me. My housemate Kara was even there!!!

going to dinner Monday with Ashlee, Carrie, and Catherine.

South Atlanta

I am forever in awe of my neighborhood's rich history. Takes my breath away when I think about how people like Langston Hughes once walked the streets in my neighborhood. Wonder if this was one of the poems Hughes recited at the college....

As I Grew Older

It was a long time ago.
I have almost forgotten my dream.
But it was there then
In front of me,
Bright like a sun --
My dream.
And then the wall rose,
Rose slowly,
Slowly,
Between me and my dream.
Rose until it touched the sky -0
The wall.
Shadow.
I am black.
I lie down in the shadow.
No longer the light of my dream before me,
Above me.
Only the thick wall.
Only the shadow.
My hands!
My dark hands!
Break through the wall!
Find my dream!
Help me to shatter this darkness,
To smash this night,
To break this shadow
into a thousand lights of sun,
Into a thousand whirling dreams
of sun!

I think of how amazing (and difficult) it would have been to have lived here during that time... but then too I wonder if I would have wanted to live here. Would I have been filled with false lies of the time and hated my neighbors? It breaks my heart to think of the fact there was a time when a white person would not have seen the beauty of Abe. It all feels so far away, but in two weeks I fixing tea to listen to the stories of women who lived through segregation. That time of hatred really is not as far away from us as I think we'd like to think. That is a reality I constantly am confronted with...

April 24th Numbers

4 - the number of hours we spent loading, hauling and unloading tires
4 - the number of pick up trucks on hand
2 - the number of trailers being pulled by said pick up trucks
1 - the flat bed truck on loan from ATow (the 6th largest towing company in the nation who just so happens to be in my 'hood)
2 - the number of downpours to hit within the first 30 minutes
1000+ - a safe estimate of the number of tires we left at Turner Field

a taste of tire day 2

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a Taste of Tire D-Day

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