Posts Tagged ‘Captain Phillips


2.24.14 … ” Sure enough, from above my head, again that Red Bird called … and called … and called … again and again. A-tweega-tweega-tweega, a-tweega-tweega-tweega. He sounded near enough to touch, and inside my closet, I walked to the spot directly under his song and stood, marveling at our miraculous closeness.” …


Photo by friend and wonderful photographer Mark Fortenberry

cardinals, hope, joy comfort: I had to search a bit to find an old blog post by Cary Campbell Umhau on cardinals. I thought you  who have noticed cardinals would enjoy it.

And finally, as I neared the end of my circuitous route and was musing about all I had seen, I saw my own personal sign of hope, a cardinal.  Several years ago in a particularly dark time, when I’d asked God for a sign of hope, a cardinal darn near dive-bombed me.  And since then I’ve appreciated seeing them and chuckled over how obvious God made his answer back then.

So today, I saw a cardinal.  And that’s not all that unusual.  But this one was stubbornly standing on the doormat of a pretty yellow house.  Hopping around.  As if he’d rung the doorbell and was waiting to be asked in. Which perhaps he was.  Because hope does knock, persistently, even in the disastrous times, especially in the disastrous times.

As I smiled at that persistent red wonder, I glanced at the next house on my route.  And — I kid you not — a female cardinal was not just standing as if she had knocked but was flinging her body against the glass storm door, begging to come in.  And when — naturally — no one answered her plaintive request, she went to two separate windows and did the same thing.  I watched a while.

God was answering some of what I was asking today: “Can we keep hoping even when things around us look, well, not so hopeful?”   “Yes, hope endures.  Don’t lock the door against it.”

So if you are my neighbor and you saw me staring at your house today, I wasn’t casing it out; I was laughing in wonder at how God shows up, bidden or unbidden as Carl Jung said… but especially when bidden, for then we have our eyes open and expect to see Him.

Every time we put one foot in front of another and march off to work, we are hoping for a future.

When we dare to acknowledge our dreams, we are participating in creation with God, taking steps towards doing what He wants done on earth (since He’s the ultimate dream-provider).

When we feed someone, we are saying that we want them to continue to thrive.

When we water plants or tend gardens or nurture children or teach science, we are investing in the future.

When we try again and again to nurture relationships, we are living into the longing for community that God has set within us.

And when we wander and pray, we see wonders, for they are there.

via We Keep Showing Up | Holy Vernacular.

And I knew there was a followup by another Davidson friend. You must read them both!

Guest Post by Diane Odom Cooper

Yesterday I requested “cardinal stories” from readers, since several told me (in response to a post on hope on Tuesday) that they’d had cardinal encounters recently (what’s going on?)  So for the next couple of days, I’ll stick with the cardinal theme.

Here’s a post from a college friend, Diane Cooper.  Let me tell you a little about her first:

Diane Cooper is the mother of four children, including sweet David Cooper, her seventeen-year-old son who died suddenly two years ago from Athlete Sudden Cardiac Arrest while rowing with his crew team at McCallie School in Chattanooga.

She wrote this about the piece below:

My son David was an identical twin and ALWAYS dressed himself in his favorite color — red — to visually distinguish himself from his brother, Reid. By doing this, he helped people greet him by his name rather than by “Hello Reid or David.” Since David died, cardinals have shown up in my life in a big way – too many significant instances to tell. I’m attaching one of the stories I wrote for a newsletter that I do for bereaved families in Chattanooga. Hope you enjoy it. Those cardinals are cheerful little guys!

Back to School

The beginning of August rolled around this year, and I found myself, once again, face-to-face with School Registration. This has been a difficult day for me the past two years. Our family had some longstanding  ”back to school” rituals with our three sons, and the boys, who are twelve to fourteen years older than their baby sister, were so looking forward to sharing the traditions with little Brett when she finally reached school age. David, in particular, talked about this for years, anticipating the time that Brett would begin kindergarten, and he would be launching his senior year of high school on the same day.

I thought back to all the “First Day of School” photos that I have of my three sons – three darling, fresh-faced boys, looking earnest in their new school clothes and their neat haircuts, standing proudly in front of the local coffee shop where we always began our “First Day” traditions with breakfast of waffles and bacon. David was always dressed from head to toe in red – his favorite color and the only way to distinguish him from his very-identical twin brother, Reid, who wore blue.

The past two School Registrations have reminded me of those bittersweet, innocent days, and at the first one after David died, when I went to register Brett for kindergarten, I cried all the way through the registration process — the principal and the school secretary crying right along with me. Last year, for Brett’s first grade Registration, I was just numb, and I rushed through the process as quickly as possible, trying not to make contact with anyone beyond the most basic, necessary exchanges.

This morning, however, I woke and hoped that things would be better this year — after all, I had arranged to work Registration for Brett’s choir teacher, and since David’s death, I find I do better, socially, if I can have a purpose and a reason to reach out to other people. I greeted the morning with slightly over-zealous courage, as I contemplated my intention to have a joyful day.

The warm morning sun was streaming through the bedroom windows as I walked to the back of the master bedroom and into my dark, cool, windowless closet. It’s a big closet, and it’s always very quiet and peaceful in there — a weird thing to say about a closet, but it is. I stepped inside and closed the door behind me and just as I did, I heard a cardinal start calling — loudly. I stopped and thought I must have imagined hearing it, since I was inside a closed closet that has no opening to the outside of the house. Sure enough, from above my head, again that Red Bird called … and called … and called … again and again. A-tweega-tweega-tweega, a-tweega-tweega-tweega. He sounded near enough to touch, and inside my closet, I walked to the spot directly under his song and stood, marveling at our miraculous closeness.

I finally realized that this sweet Red Bird must have been perched on the low, sloping roof, exactly above where my closet lies. His call of greeting and encouragement made me smile, and I thanked my son-who-loved-red and the Designer of this wonderful universe for the “thumbs-up” on my decision to create a joyful Registration Day, and I moved forward and got on with things.

… And it WAS a joyful day.

via Guest Post by Diane Odom Cooper | Holy Vernacular.

defining ages, This is 45: The Eye of Life’s Storm | Emily Mendell:

Forty-five is the eye of life’s storm. The emotional drama of growing up is behind you, the physical perils of aging are still to come. In these years of quiet, it is easier to be grateful… and fearful. You are an expert on more things than you care to be, and you realize that most of your life has been of your own making. Yes, you are dealt cards that are both good and bad, but you are the one who plays them. With that realization comes a feeling of late great responsibility. You come to terms with how many moments, days, months have been squandered. You vow to do better; you know that you won’t.

via This is 45: The Eye of Life’s Storm | Emily Mendell.

Brené Brown, Bear Hug!, RSA Short Animated by Katy Davis: I really, really enjoy Brene Brown and her work (read her books, watch her TED presentations), and I love these animations. Well done!

via ▶ RSA Shorts – The Power of Empathy – YouTube

So grateful to The RSA (Royal Society for the encouragement of Arts) for inviting me to speak in London this year and to animator and illustrator, Katy Davis, for this amazing short on empathy! Beautiful. #RSABear

via This Gives New Meaning to Bear Hug! An RSA Short Animated by Katy Davis – Brené Brown.

Vibram FiveFingers CVT Hemp | Covet |, kith/kin:  I actually know someone who wants some.  🙂

Most of us know Vibram FiveFingers as the shoe of choice for runners who are serious about minimalism. Now the company is introducing its first hemp casual lifestyle piece—the CVT Hemp.

The CVT is a far cry from the other FiveFingers, whose colors tend to fall on the euro-fluorescent-techno end of the spectrum. Birkenstock wearers might be temped to convert.

Made from a blend of hemp and polyester that’s supposedly breathable, durable and sustainable, these slip-on shoes have the same sole as the other casual FiveFingers. You can even fold down the heel and wear the shoe as a clog. Take note that unless your toes are perfectly aligned, the shoes still take some effort to get on.

The CVT hemp will hit shelves this August.


via Vibram FiveFingers CVT Hemp | Covet |

The Haunting Reality,  Captain Phillips:  I really enjoyed this film.  Aspects are haunting …

Captain Phillips is a draining cinematic experience.   The director of Captain Phillips, Paul Greengrass, is an expert at building tension.  He employs handheld cameras whenever possible, from the chase scenes in The Bourne Supremacy to the hijacking of United 93.   He tends to recreate the events as they happened, focusing upon the workmanlike elements of people simply doing their job.   His cast often include non-professionals who enhance the feeling of cinema verite that distinguished the director’s breakthrough feature, Bloody Sunday.   Consequently, the searing intensity in Captain Phillips felt achingly accurate.  It elevates the everyday heroism of Navy Seals and negotiators as well as the hard choices made by sailors on both sides of the standoff.

The desperation driving the Somali pirates to pursue a huge tanker overlapped with the motivations of those who hijacked Scott and Jean’s boat.   In the movie, we are invited to empathize with Somalis like Muse who are responding to economic pressures and brutal overlords by taking up arms.   Barkhad Abdi deserves the kudos and awards that have accompanied his performance.   He helps us understand that piracy is a by-product of almost no viable employment or alternatives.   His menace is fueled by grit and resolve.

via The Haunting Reality Beyond Captain Phillips.

2014 Oscar Best Picture Movie Nominees, kids, Video |  These kids make us look silly.

via ▶ Kids Reenact the 2014 Oscar Nominated Films – PEOPLE – YouTube

Okay, just admit it: you want to be able to say you’ve seen the more serious Oscar contenders like 12 Years a Slave and Captain Phillips, but you don’t really want to sit down and watch them. But if they were acted out by adorable children, well, then you’d totally want to grab the popcorn and go see them.

So watch here as some really cute kids offer their best reenactments of all this year’s best picture nominees — besides Philomena, which for some reason got left out. But all the others — from Her to Nebraska to American Hustle — get the adorable kid treatment, and we’re willing to bet that the full versions would be better than the originals.

via Kids Reenact 2014 Oscar Best Picture Movie Nominees: Video |

‘Downton Abbey’, historical drama, period dram, accuracy:

Edith and Michael’s marriage scheme makes sense, though she’d be required to become a German citizen.

Men could not divorce women for reason of incurable insanity and women could only divorce their husbands, if they were able to prove they had been excessively beaten. Laite said that it would not have been until the Matrimonial Causes Act of 1937 that things like adultery would be grounds for divorce. Unlike British civil code, German law did allow for divorce on the grounds of incurable insanity, however, it would have required both Michael and Edith to become German citizens, which is a important issue considering the prominence of nationalism at the time.

via Ask A Historian: How Accurate Is ‘Downton Abbey’?.

Yes –  Jesus Would Bake A Cake for a Gay Person | RedState, marriage equality, religion in the workplace, discrimination: I know where I come down, but I can see both sides of this issue when it is framed this way.  Originally I had a long quote from this article, but I do not want to have a political fight with my readers.  I clip and save here for me.  I think and rethink issues.  I am strongly in favor of the rights of all humans to live a life of respect and opportunity.  I am not a fan of Big Brother.   So do not jump on the attack.  I am thinking.

The disagreement comes on one issue only — should a Christian provide goods and services to a gay wedding. That’s it. We’re not talking about serving a meal at a restaurant. We’re not talking about baking a cake for a birthday party. We’re talking about a wedding, which millions of Christians view as a sacrament of the faith and other, mostly Protestant Christians, view as a relationship ordained by God to reflect a holy relationship.

This slope is only slippery if you grease it with hypotheticals not in play.

There are Christians who have no problem providing goods and services for a gay marriage. Some of them are fine with gay marriage. Some of them think gay marriage is wrong, but they still have no problem providing goods and services.

Other Christians, including a significant number of Catholic and Protestant preachers, believe that a gay marriage is a sinful corruption of a relationship God himself ordained. Because they try to glorify God through their work, they believe they cannot participate in a wedding service. Yes, because they believe they are glorifying God in their work and view it as a ministry, they view providing goods and services as a way to advance, even in a small way, God’s kingdom.

Herein lies the dispute of the day. The latter group does not stand in the way of the former group providing cakes, flowers, and pictures for a gay wedding. Some of the former, however, believe the government should compel the latter group to violate their conscience. They only see the transaction through the customer’s eyes as if the vendors are passive participants.

That’s the problem.

Christians should serve. But the government should not force them to.

via Yes, Jesus Would Bake A Cake for a Gay Person | RedState.


2.14.14 … Catastrophic Winter Storm and Valentine’s Day … And an Earthquake, too.

2014 Catastrophic Winter Storm (2.12.14-2.14.13): Atlanta had fared both in reality and in the press very poorly from the storm of a  week ago … All I could think was “Good luck!”  And in the end it was my own capital that good the bad press from this storm.  Next storm …

This time, Georgia officials seem determined to get way out ahead of the weather.

With the National Weather Service warning that another blast of rain, sleet, snow and possibly ice is headed for the Deep South later today, authorities are urging Atlantans to be off the roads by early evening.

Georgia Gov. Declares State Of Emergency

— Noon, ET: “Gov. Deal has extended the state of emergency to include 31 additional counties, 45 total.” [Georgia has 159 counties.]

— 10:26 a.m. ET: “Gov. Deal declares weather-related state of emergency for 14 counties in North Georgia.”

— 9:40 a.m. ET: “Emergency applies to: Murray, Fannin, Gilmer, Union, Towns, Pickens, Dawson, Lumpkin, White, Cherokee, Forsyth, Hall, Banks and Jackson.”

(Via the governor’s Twitter page.)

And Gov. Nathan Deal, R, is specifically asking truckers to stay out of Atlanta’s “perimeter” — the area inside the loop around the city formed by Interstate 285.

Deal and other Georgia officials are trying to avoid, of course, a repeat of what happened the last week of January, when snow and ice hit Atlanta and thousands of drivers were forced to abandon their vehicles as roads became impassable, iced-over parking lots. While state and local officials later apologized for not moving faster to warn Atlantans of the approaching storm and to prepare for it, they also said that jackknifed trucks in particular were a major part of the problem during that storm.

via Avoid Atlanta Until Storm Passes, Governor Tells Truckers : The Two-Way : NPR.

So as the storm roared through Georgia and headed towards the Carolinas, my husband got on a plane for a 24-hour business trip.  And i was left to enjoy the storm with an empty nest and old pets.  I will admit it was quite strange, yet peaceful,  to experience a snow day in an empty nest …

As round 1 ended and round 2 was gearing up, I assumed my husband would be stuck in FL.  Instead his plane took off and headed home, just as the worst of the storm was hitting! All I could do was pray …  Godspeed!

So the flight landed and he managed to get the jeep home on very treacherous roads … After listening to the weather, I assumed we would be immobile for at least half a day.  But John ventured out early and said the side street was almost clear at 8 am.  HUH??? And the answer is: FIRST TIME EVER! My humble residential street (actually my humble side street) was so proud. Was it Char-Meck or a very kind neighbor? I’m guessing a neighbor! The plow fairies had arrived!

Photo: FIRST TIME EVER! My humble residential street (actually my humble side street) is so proud.  Was it Char-Meck or a very kind neighbor.  I'm guessing a neighbor! The plow fairies have arrived!

Of course this catastrophic storm was really just a significant storm.  It did remind me of another ice storm: the 1973 Atlanta Ice Storm.  Now that was a storm!

via ▶ Atlanta Ice Storm 1973 – YouTube.

This was the mother of all ice storms … dead of winter and no electricity for almost a week. We actually got ours back fairly early because a Georgia power exec lived down the street and he climbed the pole and turned it back on … there were no downed trees on our section of Brighton. At least that is what I remember!

 One of the most memorable and funnest weeks I remember. We had power and JQ spent the whole week at my house.

My dad worked for Ga Power. Our electricity came back on after one day. The neighbors who weren’t on our circuit kept calling to ask why. We invited them over to warm up and explained the triage process in which the easiest repairs were done first to restore power to as many people as possible. I wasn’t sure then if I really believed that, and I am still not sure

In our house in Covington for a week without power. Thank goodness for the gas logs in my bedroom.

We had a tree thru the den…

So maybe it’s the age that you experience the storm that makes it memorable.

We slept in the den by the fireplace I recall.

My dad finally worked his contacts and got us a hotel room on about day 4.

I remember this one very well! We slept on the floor in front of the fireplace for 4 nights. Showered at Georgia state u. Lost a lot of pine trees too!

Mr. McManus across the street was ex-Chairman of the Southern Co. Our power was back on within hours

1979 Davidson Winter Storm, snow art: Since Davidson is projected to get a foot of snow, _____  is having a text conversation this evening with several of our classmates about the very NOT pc snow sculpture created during a similar storm in the winter of 1979. I have a snow globe (hidden in my closet) featuring said monument and given as an expression of appreciation to my dear husband at our 25th reunion. I think dear _____ was the classmate responsible for this memento. I wonder if any such snow monuments will be created this snow storm.

Remember it all well.

How about a picture of the snow globe?

It won’t photograph well.

Um. I’ve seen that NOT pc snow sculpture in a certain DC yearbook. I was shocked. Just. Shocked. Did not know that Presby kids knew that much about anatomy.

We are part of the reformed tradition … so maybe Davidson is just a liberal arts “reform” school.

I remember Dr. Polley coming into our Hebrew Prophets class (the day after a mid-term) and going an epic speech about how disappointed he was in all of us. Our first thought was, “O God! WE’VE ALL FAILED THE MID-TERM!”. Then he went on to say this, “Have I taught you NOTHING? THERE IS, AT THIS VERY MOMENT, A CANAANITE FERTILITY SYMBOL ON THIS CAMPUS!” Why aren’t any of you out there preaching about it?

Great memories!!!

That Phoebe always was a bad one!

you have added a new dimension to the legend.

The photo of Price Zimmermann inspecting the snow sculpture was priceless

Did you remember that or did you go pull the yearbook?

I remembered it in the yearbook. My yearbooks disappeared at some point in a move. So oddly I have my late uncle’s yearbooks from the late 1940s but not my own.

And I have to say as someone who ate at PAX I am offended that the weather gods have appropriated the name for the storm. Highly offended. So offended I am going to get my remaining PAX shot glass out…

I remember that lecture too — especially its deadpan delivery. I also remember that the groundskeepers were one their way to knock down the sculpture until Dr. Spencer told them to leave it there.

Oddly the online page from Q&C almost, ALMOST, whites out the picture that you mention.…

I remember that someone told me that they were required to run a screen over the photo.

understandably … I am amazed that it was allowed in the yearbook. Was the original yearbook screened? I am also amazed that it was not blocked online.


I hope so! It really just wouldn’t be college without it! Isn’t this the 35th anniversary! I think a reincarnation is called for!



Thanks for putting this back up…I wanted to show my husband! I had completely forgotten about that snow sculpture…Oddly enough the biology profs didn’t make too much of it so I’m glad to hear about Dr. Polley’s remarks.

I think the comment that Dr. Spencer instructed the grounds crew to leave it is also interesting.

That was a great statue. There’s a picture of it in one of our yearbooks.



Sledding and lemonade makers:

What better way to celebrate winter’s blessings than to indulge in a fun treat like a snow margarita. These super simple “Snow-garitas” are wonderfully slushy and smooth without even using a blender. Use the quick and simple version if you’re a margarita newbie looking for a quick fix or try the authentic version for a refined flavor and superior texture.

via How to make Snow Margaritas.


So you want to keep riding even though there’s snow on the ground, but you don’t have the cash to buy a true fat bike. That’s where the Ktrak Snowmobile Bike Kit comes in handy.

The kit turns your mountain bike into a human-powered snowmobile. Replace your front wheel with a ski and the rear one with the snow track—voilà, you now have a snowbike that’s ready for those deep powder days.

The kit is compatible with most standard mountain bikes, according to the company.


via The Ktrak Snowmobile Bike Kit | Covet |

Now: top sledding spots, culled from reader suggestions and places Observer photographers have found abundantly photogenic in the past:

Mid-Charlotte: Latta Park and the hill behind St. Patrick’s in Dilworth.

Northward: Cordelia Park in the NoDa region, and Huntersville Athletic Park.

To the south: The corner of Sedley and Foxcroft Roads, in the Sharon Road area.

Westward: Crowders Mountain Golf Course, No. 2 green (Sparrow Springs Road).

via Best snow in a decade means one thing: Sledding! |

And one of my favorite snow related tweets …

Ed Bott @edbott 1m

BREAKING: Punxsutawney Phil joins Federal Witness Protection Program

And now on to Valentine’s Day … Is there a link between our storm and the VD? (A nice segway, don’t you think?)  Well, yes, according to the Farmers’ Almanac. In my opinion, this was  as  good an explanation as any!

Photo: The Full Moon is rising on Valentine's Day (Friday, Feb. 14)! Known as the Snow Moon, this month often brings the most snow (relate, anyone?). It rises around sunset and sets around sunrise, the only night in the month when the Moon is in the sky all night long. For our mobile fans, download our Full Moon Finder app here:

The Full Moon is rising on Valentine’s Day (Friday, Feb. 14)! Known as the Snow Moon, this month often brings the most snow (relate, anyone?). It rises around sunset and sets around sunrise, the only night in the month when the Moon is in the sky all night long. For our mobile fans, download our Full Moon Finder app here:

I started my VD Week off with a fun conversation about VD only to be later informed by my spouse that he was offended by the conversation. I  never learn … This is what I said …

I do not want a pajama-gram or a Vermont Teddy Bear for Valentine’s Day. I would rather have flowers, chocolates and cards. Just so you know.

…  But not cards or flowers from Food Lion bought at midnight!!

…  How about a Teddy graham?

Like I said … chocolates!

I also commented, hoping my children would take note … and they did not …

Mail your grandmother a Valentine today. I really think they enjoy them the most. I wish I could send one to mine.

However, this was one of my favorite digital valentines.  Why?  because it contrasted nicely with a FB conversation which I have quoted, omiting names of course … Given that I am one of the 1141 couples, I immediately thought, “So should I write them a check today?”  🙂


Did you know that you are part of a remarkable group of 1141 Davidson alumni couples?

And here is the FB conversation …

As the father of two daughters, one of whom graduated college last May and is doing just fine, thanks, and another who is getting ready to graduate this May, it was all I could do to keep from throwing-up while reading this.

So what’s a smart girl to do? Start looking early and stop wasting time dating men who aren’t good for you: bad boys, crazy guys and married men.

College is the best place to look for your mate. It is an environment teeming with like-minded, age-appropriate single men with whom you already share many things. You will never again have this concentration of exceptional men to choose from.

When you find a good man, take it slow. Casual sex is irresistible to men, but the smart move is not to give it away. If you offer intimacy without commitment, the incentive to commit is eliminated. The grandmotherly message of yesterday is still true today: Men won’t buy the cow if the milk is free.

Can you meet brilliant, marriageable men after college? Yes, but just not that many of them. Once you’re living off campus and in the real world, you’ll be stunned by how smart the men are not. You’ll no doubt meet some eligible guys in your workplace, but it’s hazardous to get romantically involved with co-workers.

You may not be ready for marriage in your early 20s (or maybe you are), but keep in touch with the men that you meet in college, especially the super smart ones. They’ll probably do very well for themselves, and their desirability will only increase after graduation.

Not all women want marriage or motherhood, but if you do, you have to start listening to your gut and avoid falling for the P.C. feminist line that has misled so many young women for years. There is nothing incongruous about educated, ambitious women wanting to be wives and mothers. Don’t let anyone tell you that these traditional roles are retrograde; they are perfectly natural and even wonderful. And if you fail to identify “the one” while you’re in college, don’t worry—there’s always graduate school.

via Susan Patton: A Little Valentine’s Day Straight Talk –

LOL! Since acquiring my new daughter through marriage last year, I’ve been having to sensitize myself to stuff I never gave a second thought to with my three sons…

eep. makes college seem a little… predatory, don’t it?

Didn’t you know you should have been pursuing your MRS degree, honey?

Hahaha…sigh..bwahahahaha…whew…deep breath…hahahahah*snort*hahaha…hahahahah…

I wonder what the post-grad employment rate is for ladies with that degree…

Employment? Oh, you poor dear, you’re clearly misguided.

I agree with the throw up comment, but also find it interesting that I did just what the article recommended, as did your wife. I have never been around a finer group of eligible gentlemen than at Davidson. But I did not go to college for that purpose, and the article is insulting in that regard to women of my generation and of today. It’s also insulting to men. I usually enjoy the WSJ, but I think this is inappropriate for Valentine’s Day … Unless you want to stir up some controversy to increase readership and that makes the paper a cheap tabloid.

I like the part about eligible gentlemen at Davidson…

Don’t worry. There is always graduate school. Dear lord.

When I read this article, I immediately thought of the Queenies who came to every Davidson fraternity party possible. I also thought about how they were outclassed by some of the Davidson women like J and D (y’all do realize that every Fiji…See More

Very thoughtful comment, …

A “response” in The Washington Post. Pretty funny, if I do say:…/extra-straight-talk…/

And I got a good laugh when I ventured in to my local grocery at 5 pm on VD …

Photo: Follow-up to my earlier FB conversation (to which my husband took offense) ...

Follow-up to my earlier FB conversation (to which my husband took offense) … — at Harris Teeter.

 So if you were wondering: He gave surf and turf by one of the best home cooks, lovely roses and chocolate covered strawberries.  I gave a card, candle, ben & jerry’s ice cream and redbox movie. Since I was picking for him, I chose Captain Phillips (boats, guns and pirates, but no naked women or horses). It was actually a fairly good compromise movie.

And I loved this romantic effort!

Photo: A man photographed a red heart in front of the Eiffel Tower. More photos of the day:</p><br /> <p>Credit: Getty Images

A man photographed a red heart in front of the Eiffel Tower. More photos of the day:

And to close, this Valentine’s Day meme … It’s always good to have an historical perspective!


Happy Valentine’s Day!!

And did I mention there was an earthquake? Nature can be devastating, can it not?

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