Brrrrrrrrrrr

25 ... 21 ...  20... 32   HIKE. 

No I'm not a quarterback calling a football play on Sunday afternoon folks.  We're hiking up our long johns as these are the expected low temperatures here in Foley Alabama for the next several evenings.  Well- diggers and brass monkeys beware.  Protect what's precious.

It seems like the social director here likes to get everyone together now and again to do a little mingling which usually includes some eating and drinking.  Fortunately two skills we are both good at.  What's neat about these gatherings is that many bring a dish to pass.  Be it something purchased at the store or something from the family cookbook it's all good.  Yesterday's special was black-eyed peas with ham.  My first exposure to these little orbs was indeed a good one.  Seconds were required.  This morning was a pre-football game party beginning with Bloody Mary's, Mimosa's, and a ham, sausage, cabbage, corn, potato, and carrot soup that was very special.  All kinds of other goodies were present with Sharon adding a scrumptious frosted pumpkin bread.  Now that the holidays are over we're now looking another reason to gather and do it all over again.  I think the month of January is national oatmeal, national hot tea, national popcorn, national cheese, and national squirrel appreciation month ... so who knows what will be on the menu.  

Our plans for cooking out on the old barbee are scrapped as the wind keeps blowing out the flame.
I guess we'll have our steaks (tube) in the microwave.  I know our northern friends are having a rougher time of it so maybe I'd better shut up and at least enjoy the much needed sunshine down here.  Now if any of our western friends would like to release any of that heat they're hanging on to and send it east, we'd be oh sooo happy.

Shiverin' in the south but still livin' the dream.

Phil