It took nearly nine months, but the lure of matching cushions on the outdoor furniture around our house finally spurred my wife into opening the sewing machine my parents gave her for Christmas.
The cushions were one of the first things my wife thought of when I told her the Thomson High School Homecoming Queen candidates would be using our house as the backdrop for their casual pictures this year.
Actually, the first thing was the 12 boxwoods she'd been wanting me to plant in the back yard. I got all 15 of them planted Saturday in about five hours, thanks to a broken pick-axe and hardened Georgia red clay. And, as of Wednesday morning, all 25 of them were still alive. (See how those things multiply? You should have tried to plant them.)
But I'd rather plant boxwoods all day instead of having to fight that sewing machine again. You'd think that in a world of cell phones and wireless internet, there'd be a simple sewing machine.
Apparently not. I'm sure the do-it-yourself brain surgery kit has simpler instructions. (And, trust me, 30 minutes and three re-threads into the process, a lobotomy was on my mind. Or a healthy dose of lithium.)
Anyway, once we got the Satan-possessed sewing machine working, there was no stopping my domestic goddess. She sewed chair cushions, bench cushions and matching accessory pillows.
Yes, accessory pillows for outdoor furniture.
Then again, a lobotomy or lithium may not be strong enough.
By the way, if you get some time Monday night, take the short trip to Harlem and join me for dinner at BGs. Owner Cindy Greenwell is donating all her Sept. 19 sales to the Katrina relief efforts and I'll be joining some of my old Columbia County cohorts as a celebrity waiter for the evening.
Somehow, I was able to skate through college without waiting tables (it probably had a lot to do with those all-nighters at the Augusta College newspaper) - so this is my first official foray into the biz. It's probably a good thing that The Mirror is so successful. I'm sure after my Monday night performance, I won't have waiting tables to ever fall back on.
I have to commend the Thomson High Bulldogs on their big win at Burke County last week. Confession time: Had I made a prognostication, I would have picked the Bears by a touchdown or so. It's not a matter of faith in the Dogs, it's a look at their track record so far this year.
The thing I would have missed: the support of Old Dogs like Ralph Starling and others who took the time to give heart-wrenching pep talks to the players.
Head Coach Luther Welsh said it did him a lot of good to see the support. It did me a lot of good too. But, most importantly, it did a lot of good for the team.
Thanks to everyone who took the extra step to help remind each of us that the real winners are the young men who learn the value of hard work, leadership, discipline and friendship on the field.