Sunday Supper

My parents invited us to join them and the Willis family at Davenport's for pizza. Since Ken and I LOVE Davenport's we were happy to join them!

We got to visit with Sue, Nick, Carter and Callen and hear all about the chili cook-off for the Exceptional Foundation that they had attended Saturday while we were in Selma.

Then, Carter explained to us why he had a purple Bandaid on his finger.

Listening while Bamma asks him about his Bandaid

He told us that he "had got some golf on me." This, translated by Sue, meant that he had gotten a blister from gripping and swinging the golf club. I thought it was a pretty accurate account of things.

Miss Callen got lots of face time with her Bamma and me too. She was wide-eyed and watching everything around us, interacting with the staff and anyone else who happened past our table. Bamma and I passed her back and forth and, at one point, she became fascinated with my shirt/shoulder and proceeded to try to chew on it. That was fine with me because, as my mother put it, I owe EVERYONE! I was such a big drooler that I wore a bib until I was two.

Being entertained by Bamma and Uncle Ken

Carter asking us all if we wanted a cracker

(The rest of us said, "No, thank you," so when Nick said, "Yes!" Carter politely pointed to the basket and told him he could get one out of there!)

We had a grand time with everyone and it is such a blessing to be able to get together with the family on such short notice now! I love having the Willis clan back in town! Welcome home, y'all!

Sweethearts and "Southern-ness"

Last Saturday, while their mommy went to meet an electrician at their new house, I got to spend a couple of hours with these two sweethearts:

And, BOY, did we have fun! While Callen chilled on her play mat, Carter and I spent time reading books and "vrooming" cars.

Callen grinning at me from her playmat

(She is SUCH a happy baby!)

Carter grinning at me and getting ready to "vroom" the car to me

(After every picture I took, he said, "I wanna see Carter." Too cute!)

After spending a fun-filled morning with my niece and nephew, Ken and I headed to Tuscaloosa for the night. Cynthia had invited us to join Brad and her at the annual Les Krewe Ball. The theme this year was "Redneck Riviera" and, as Cynthia noted in our invitation, this was right up our alley. In order to be admitted to the party, you had to be "properly attired" in all your redneck splendor. Ken and I were definitely up to the challenge...as were the many others in attendance! Cynthia's daughter (and our goddaughter), Ella, was definitely NOT impressed with our outfits. She told us several times how silly we looked and ultimately told us that we looked like "monsters." I'll let you draw your own conclusions.

With Cynthia in our "Redneck-wear"

With Ken at the party

(Please note the wording on the shirt; it was given to him by his mother-in-law because he acts like "Ned" sometimes. Another story for another time.)

Cynthia and Brad--PDAs are a MUST at any redneck gathering

(How else does one stake claim to "my man"?)

One of the LOVELY centerpieces on the tables

All of the rednecks in their "finery"

Suffice it to say that we all enjoyed ourselves immensely. The scary thing about the whole night, to me, was that it was extremely reminiscent of several nights during college that I spent at the Flora-Bama. We all would have fit RIGHT in, once again! A HUGE thank you to Cynthia and Brad for inviting us and letting us crash at their house. We had a BLAST!

Snow Day

Friday, school let out at 11:30 for the impending "blizzard" that was headed to Alabama. When I left school at 11:45, the snow was indeed falling at a rapid pace, but it wasn't sticking to the roads. It was, however, extremely cold for my taste and the snow was accumulating on the grass and rooftops, so after a quick trip to Wal-Mart, I headed home to check on Lola and warm up.

Lola and I spent a considerable amount of time napping on the couch. When Ken got home, shortly after 5:00, we went outside to visit with the neighbors. Ryan and Melissa's daughter, Mattie, was thoroughly enjoying being outside in the snow and decided the best way to enjoy it was to crawl through it.

Crawling through our front yard

Ryan dusting Mattie off

(Notice all the snow on her pants & shoes)

Lola is happy to have a playmate

After spending about an hour outside, we all decided that we were sufficiently cold and headed indoors for warmth. Now, if only it doesn't snow tonight as they are forecasting. Is it time for Spring yet?