It may not be pirate’s gold but this treasure hunter is happy. Uncluttered young minds “go with the flow” of a high and low tide. With all the oxygen rich nutrients that the ocean brings, maybe I’ll head to the beach, jump right in, and wash my worries away.
Photos were taken at Hunting Island Beach, South Carolina before Hurricane Matthew leveled it and later flooded by Hurricane Irma.
Being superstitious at times can be a good thing. My grandmother lived healthy to on old age, and along with the usual acts of not walking under ladders and staying out of the path of black cats, she kept her own “do not do” list. For all of you that move cautiously today you may as well jot these down:
On Friday the 13th do not make a major purchase or a life changing decision, you will never be happy with it
Do not put new shoes on the table because they will never fit right
Never sneeze before breakfast because the devil will be with you all day
Never wash your blankets in May, because you will wash someone away
Never buy a broom in May, because you will sweep someone away
If you are not in the mood for company do not drop a dish towel, visitors will come
Do not sit at a dinner table with thirteen people because one will die within the year
Do not move into a house that the numbers add up to thirteen, not unless you plan to move again real soonI
f you are expecting a baby, do not look at monkeys on the tv or at the zoo, your child will not behave
Do not carry a shovel through the house, or you will be digging a grave soon
The foot of your bed should not face the doorway, unless you plan to move soon
When visitors leave your home make sure they leave through the same door they entered, if not they’ll be right back
Do not take an old broom to a new house, you will not be able to make a fresh start
If by chance you happen to slip up and act on one of these, there’s no need to panic!!! Just rearrange the furniture in your house…that’s it..if you change your furniture you change your luck and all is good. If a friend gets themselves caught up in the “do not do” list…no problem…just take some broken dishes and set them on their doorstep, and all is well again.
After finishing my breakfast cereal “Lucky charms” of course, off to work I go…have a great day 🙂
Trying to shop for the perfect gift at Christmas for my husband is more difficult for me than the “Secret Santa” game. This year since we are now “empty nesters” I decided to get really extravagant. Since he does not care for caviar, Brazilian coffee or gourmet cheese from southern Italy it took some thought. Easy enough, I shopped at local homemade soap boutique and splurged on a $60.00 per pound bar of Lemongrass scented soap that weighed in at 1/4 pound ($15.00) I carried on and filled the gift bag with cotton candy bath bombs, eucalyptus foot cream, spearmint lip balm, and still had change left over from my $100 budget..
I tried my best and failed at extravagance, but I bet I have the best smelling husband at the New Years Eve celebration….Happy New Year y’all from Savannah, Georgia USA🎉
I have a snow story to share with all of you. I moved away from my home in Buffalo, New York many years ago. My Mom and Dad would visit me in Savannah Georgia in the winter and I would visit them in New York during the summer, all of us chasing after the perfect 70 degree weather.
I changed the routine up a bit one February when my Dad called and asked to speak with my youngest son. This was not out of the ordinary for him to call during football season since they always talked about their favorite team “The Buffalo Bills”, but the season was over.
My curiosity over this Sunday night called came to an end when my youngest
son looked over to me and said ” Grandpa wants us to come up this week because they have a lot of snow”. I jumped into the conversation and my Dad said ” the kids have to get to know snow”.
Two days later along with my two sons I was on a windy cold flight to Buffalo. The landing was so turbulent the passengers applauded the flight crew when we parked at the gate of the terminal.
My Dad was in his usual waiting area with hands full of coats, scarves, gloves and boots that my sisters gathered up for all of us to wear.
Dad and the boys had a great week sledding, ice fishing, skating and fun things kids do in the snow. I stayed inside with my feet on the floor registers trying to stay warm.
My Dad passed away soon after this visit but I’ve never really felt like he left us because there are so many memories like this one.
When I see snow photos I can’t help to think that even when the snow melts the “snow prints” will leave big impressions.
Happy Thanksgiving friends……eat more than one piece of pie