... to south GA. Drove down yesterday afternoon, and packed my car to the brim with more boxes of stuff. Kitchen things like place mats, pots and pans, glass ware, pancake turners, flatware, canisters for dry goods, ten-year old tea-bags (?). Sadly, stuff I did not personally put into the boxes, so I will have to unpack and make a tedious list before loading it back in my car to take to the women's shelter and donate.
Spent the night in Valdosta with my auntie - which is definitely a story for another day.
Got up this morning and drove up to the north side of the county to visit friends who live in Ocala. They had come to visit their daughter who lives/works in Valdosta and is celebrating a birthday today. There was noise and activity going in on the kitchen at 9:00 am when I arrived, and I thought the 'birthday girl' (who is actually a highly capable young adult) might have been baking her own cake. But she was making cupcakes in anticipation of various and sundry young partiers attending. And her mom was making the birthday cake, with lemon-cheese filling/icing (no actual cheese involved.) Four little people and one lap baby, with numerous adults milling around, eating good stuff, filling all the seats in the house, telling funny family stories. Little people loved the chocolate icing on the cupcakes, but as you would expect, abandoned the actual cake part after licking them clean as a bald pate. Kids running in and out, making the birthday girl a 'dirt cake', that fortunately did not come in the house.
You know how the best part of a vacation/trip is coming home and settling down, getting back to humdrum daily routine? I am sure the best part of the celebration will be when the traveling circus departs for various homes, and peace and quiet reign. Dirty floor, dirty dishes, house in complete disarray, but calm and quiet....
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