This past weekend was my parents 60th wedding anniversary. It was a wonderful time, and I will blog, blog,blog, once I get ALL my material in order, with photos. I'm still digesting the food and the company.
Right now, what is fresh on my mind is our trip home.
We take the back roads through some little towns, with "Jesus Saves" signs nailed to the pine trees, and "Hot Boiled Peanut" signs, on every other tree. We passed some , days gone by, motels and some 24hr/drive through liquor stores. I guess people don't get "road drinks" anymore. These places looked haunted. The Fauna and the Flora of Florida was now in my rear view mirror, if I could just take it with me. Satan's humidity had its way with my hair, and now I was free to take down the pony tail. We were leaving Jacksonville, and headed home to Atlanta.
We hit the highway after Tifton, and reach some civilization. OR lack of!!! In Cordele, I kept noticing all these Sex Store signs. Love Shack, Super Love Store, but the one called "Love Stuff!!" Caught my attention, they offered free coffee and welcomed pets!!!!! Who takes pets in to buy porno tapes?? I was screaming, it was the perfect ending of a perfect weekend, celebrating my family, who make me laugh!!!
More to come.....
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"satan's humidity" HA! I knew my hair becomes possessed when I go home to Florida :) We will only stop if the sign spells out the word "peanuts" instead of p-nuts, so that is few and far between!
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