We’re back from Savannah, and feeling a little road-weary! Although we weren’t there long (arrived Friday night, left Sunday morning), we managed to pack in a fair amount.
Friday night we had dinner at Ashley and Travis’, joined by Junior and his girlfriend, whom we were meeting for the first time. We played cards after dinner before retiring for the night, with an early call the next morning. We had a minor adventure in the morning when the car wouldn’t start, the battery drained by a cooler that we’d kept plugged in overnight, but Travis came to give us a jump, and we progressed with our day.
After breakfast I joined Ashley for the morning to lend a second hand with a church program. We were behind the scenes kitchen helpers for an “Apples of Gold” small group of young married women who meet with older mentors to learn how to cook and share issues of faith and marriage. We worked our butts off, helping to prepare ingredients for cooking, prepare dishes, get food in and out of the oven, set tables (the theme was a formal brunch), serve, and then clean up, including washing 15 place settings of glassware, china, and flatware by hand!
We returned home and joined the guys, who had been at a shooting competition, and eventually headed downtown to peruse the shops and have some dinner. We found a Scottish pub (which was most fun for me, I’m sure) for an early happy hour, and after dinner walked along the riverfront and ducked into a few of those shops. The only purchase of the night was some pralines for our dog-sitters, from a candy shop that makes their stuff right on the premises. How nice it is not to be eating sugar and thus spare temptation! Check out the peanut brittle, loaded bear claws and pralines!
After our post-dinner stroll we went to a place called “Savannah Smiles,” where dueling pianos will take requests from the audience and tease and cajole the crowd with their antics, always encouraging us to sing along or compete to see which side of the room could chime in the loudest on cue. Fun.
Now it’s back to the grind, and especially to tax preparation. Oh me, oh my!