hmmm.... I probably just made that up. And actually have no idea how far it was, but do know that I drove from Columbus to Decatur (about two hours) and from Decatur to Chattanooga (about two hours) on Friday. And did it while standing on my head, looking over my shoulder, and in reverse the whole way when I started back home on Sunday afternoon.... probably made that up too...
Had a nice visit with P. (and a wee bit of C.on Saturday - before he had to be at work and accidentally found himself getting unwanted, undesired, unexpected, un-everything overtime by being the guy who got volunteered to work another shift before he could come home long enough to sleep and start over)... And lunch with the mostly amusing in-law people at an 'authentic' pizza joint downtown.
Saw a remarkably cheesy/bloody/bad movie, but know that won't discourage anyone else from paying good money to observe gore and mayhem on the big screen. Don't spend your money on finding out what happened to 'Hansel and Gretel' after they escaped from the witch who lived in the house made out of sweets. Hearing that 'heads will roll' should be ample description for you to avoid devoting your time to this one.
I usually try to hook up with the cousins when I am in the area for any length of time: and found them playing 'Nine Tile Scrabble with No Rules'. Which could either be highly amusing or thoroughly annoying depending on your attitude. After all were declared winners, we went for a walk. On a sunny Sunday afternoon, to a place that was most unusual and unexpected in the city of Decatur. In town, surrounded by residential areas, the city has created a little park with paved walkways and boardwalks where the city water works used to be. The paved paths actually connect two city parks, and travel through some densely wooded areas, along a watershed/stream bed. There is a lot of really neat graffiti on some walls of still standing settling ponds and towers, mostly looking like it was actually a contract job, but some has been painted over by mischief makers since it was originally painted. A creek flows through the area, and it is adjacent to railroad tracks that are still used. There were lots of people around, pushing strollers, walking dogs, families with kids tempting fate stepping on stones across the running water.
Got back home on Monday afternoon, just in time to wonder what we would have for supper??? It was nearly nothing, so when I went to work on Tuesday, I came in the door much better prepared: made vegetarian spaghetti sauce with onion, bell pepper and grated zucchini over pasta. Then added some meat for people who think it's not spaghetti without an animal being involved.
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