Surely, a Wily God

I found a tail. A squirrel tail that is - and there was no squirrel attached to it. Linus has been somewhat evasive. Me thinks ----- yup, Circle of Life.

Speaking of life, my cousin, my friend, lost his Mum to cancer on Thursday. I cannot be too sympathtic because I will lose it. Then what good would I be? Since I could have lost my Mum to cancer this year, it's like a good emotional paradox: hard not to be grateful for what you have and, at the same time, feel sorrowful for a friend who is feeling lost.

Must be the Italian in me, but I've decided I would try to cheer him up with... FOOD! Comfort food, that is. Considering he was raised in the South, I figured Mac n' Cheese with country ham, black-eyed pea salad and bread pudding with bourbon sauce. There are enough calories, fat, and pure good sugar in this little menu, it is bordeline suicide, but what the hey?

I found a construction manager job in England on Friday. Not excited at all about England (I need the sun on occasion and the cost of living means I'll be living in a matchbox), but I applied anyway. Scary to think leaving the warm nest of Georgia Tech, but American life is really getting bad when your life-long Republican father says he's voting Democrat in the next election. To quote my pal, JS, "Whaaaaa?". I had been somewhat apprehensive about going to Pop's yesterday because I didn't want to listen to his Pro-George garbage. But, I wasn't in the house 10 minutes when he made that declaration. Funny, but the rest of the afternoon, we just hung out and talked politics, religion and all the other taboo stuff that we've disagreed on for the past ???? years. Like I said, definately time to move on.

Oh yeah, and talk about a backfire - I rented a car to go to Augusta because the little Honda needs a tune-up and, until I get one, I'm suffering terrible gas mileage. So I request this itty-bitty Geo thing that gets, like - 45 mpg. I get to the rental place Friday night and the poor schmoo behind the counter gleefully tells me that he's giving me a free DOUBLE upgrade. I told him I didn't want a big car (hence ruining my idea of good gas mileage). Well, tough. Hurricane Wilma has sent most of Hertz's fleet to S. Florida and I get what I get - a MONSTER auto-mo-beel. This thing can carry five hunters, the dead eight-point buck they shot, AND the keg. Needless to say, I'm not familiar with driving this size car so getting into Pop's circular driveway was interesting to say the least.

Dining room reno is way behind schedule. As the contractor, the labourer, the scheduler, AND the O-W-N-E-R of this particular project, I am obviously upset on various different levels. I really should have seen this mess coming. Timing really sucks because I really wanted to go to Tallulah Gorge and white water raft next weekend (the Corps of Engineers opens the dam the first week of April and November and the waterfall alone is enough to take your breathe away). Ah well, my boys are playing Saturday night so the Gorge will have to wait.

And I still can't figure out why my photos don't post. IT stuff is not - I say - not my forte. However, cooking comfort food is - so back to it.