A hodgepodge this week, touching on a little bit of this and a little bit of that:
I'm finally sleeping in my own bedroom -- and on a bed, no less. But that creates another problem: There's a streetlight glow that falls right across my pillow for most of the night. Of course, here lately I can sleep through anything so a little orange light is the least of my worries.
What is it about watermelon that makes everyone a little giddy? Saturday's Tom Watson Watermelon Festival was certainly a day of sticky smiles. I'm still amazed at some of the faces people make when they spit watermelon seeds. More on that in next week's Faces and Places.
Just to answer a couple of questions about a certain birthday last week: No, Pete didn't know about the ads. Yeah, he was a little taken aback. Yes, I think he threw away the dress a long time ago and cannot be persuaded to wear another one (unless lots of liquid refreshment is involved). And, yes, he's still speaking to me. I think.
Not to belabor a point I've made before, but I really love football season in McDuffie County. And the reason has very little to do with the action on the field. I'm thrilled anytime my community can come together -- be it at the Relay for Life or at an athletic event. We just don't gather enough as neighbors.
It took me a little while to get the details worked out -- and truthfully, there's still some work to be done -- but I'm heading to meet with students from The Bulldog Bark next week. It's no secret I have a huge soft spot for the Thomson High School newspaper (it is after all, where I got my start) and I'm thrilled to be able to feature their work in the pages of The Mirror again this year.
The PGA Tour's advertising campaign is themed "These guys are good." So are the kids participating in The Southeastern Junior Golf Tour. I saw more solid shots in an hour or so Sunday than I've hit in more than 20 years of playing golf. Of course, I take their play with a grain of salt. Hitting out of the middle of the fairway (and much closer to the green than I could ever imagine being) has to be easier than trying to hit out of the ditch, around a tree, over a pond and onto the green. But maybe that's just my opinion.
My wife is still flittering from project to project. The back bedroom is done now, so it's on to the laundry room. But not before the guest bathroom is painted. Which has to wait on the back porch fountain to be finished. Which has been delayed because of a few landscaping projects. Which will look better once the grass is cut. Which is why I still recommend living in an apartment.