Nogger Awards Part 2

I thought I'd drop by again this week with a few more Nogger Awards.

In case you missed it, a Nogger is a little tidbit about which I never managed to  blog.  Let's just call it my way of catching up from my months as a non-blogger.  I'm trying to keep it brief again (good luck with that...) so I'm limiting it to four awards. Here they are:

Most Disappointing Adventure I never yakked about 

 Our trip to the Blue Willow 

The Blue Willow has been a favorite adventure destination ever since it was featured in Guideposts magazine a few decades ago. Periodically, the women of the family like to think of an excuse to make the three hour drive to Social Circle, Georgia and have lunch at the Blue Willow.

It is housed in a restored antebellum mansion, and the food is served on Blue Willow dishes. While you wait, a southern belle in period attire greets guests with a tray of homemade lemonade.

At least that's the way it used to be. Unfortunately, the old gray mare just ain't what she used to be.

Our first clue should have been the sign.

And then, maybe the fact that the southern belle had been replaced with a scarecrow from Big Lots.

But no... we had made the journey, and we were going inside.

The food was pretty good. Of course, it wasn't until we finished and went outside that the only man of the party informed us that he had seen a big fat C from the state inspector.  What? Sorry, old friend, you get the Nogger.

 Most Romantic Moment I never yakked about

Dancing with Sir Lotsa Hair. 

That actually happened at a wedding the night before the Great Blue Willow Adventure.    Now, this might not be a big deal to those of you who married Fred Astaire, but around here, it's a very big thing. You see, although that husband of mine is a romantic, he has one major flaw:

 He won't dance. Don't ask him.

Seriously, we haven't danced at a wedding since this one.

But apparently love was in the air that night.   Maybe it was the strains of one of our favorite songs from back in the day... or maybe it was my puppy dog face... but suddenly, we were out on the dance floor, and I was over the moon.

I'm pretty sure that for those 4 minutes and 17 seconds, I was the envy of the ball.   Oh sure, I wasn't the youngest girl there. I wasn't the prettiest or the richest, and I certainly wasn't the thinnest. I was, however, the only girl who got to dance with Sir Lotsa Hair. I'm giving it a big old Nogger.

Want to know which song? Go ahead, admit it. You do.

Here it is....

 The Scariest Moment I never yakked about

There was a snake.

In the house.

In the house, people.

And I was the one who saw it first.

We were walking in the door after working the soup kitchen all morning, and I was making a beeline for the bathroom. Suddenly I looked down, and there... right on my new kitchen floor... was a snake.

No, I don't know how it got in. And no, I don't know what kind of snake it was either.  It was just the snakey kind. The kind that snakes. Isn't that enough?  It was snaking its way toward the dining room, too.

I screamed bloody murder and ran back through the kitchen, back out the door, and back down the steps. It was while I was standing at the foot of the steps that I realized the aforementioned trip to the bathroom would no longer be necessary.

So, after Tarzan pulverized the snake with his steel toed work boots, Jane made a trip to the store instead.  She purchased four boxes of moth balls and some Snake Away which is still lining every conceivable entrance into the jungle.

 I'm not over it yet.
And no, I do not have a picture.

Most spontaneous fun I never yakked about

Christmas afternoon at the Duchy

Granddaughters with their photo ops

The kid sister was pretty bummed that in all those characters, the Duchess had neglected to make one single Sally.  I'll let the pictures tell the rest of the story...

Some women marry Gene Kelly...

I married Jerry Lewis.


Then, we finished it all off with a little Peanuts Dancing.

At least that's what we were trying to achieve. Upon inspection, however, it appears we were actually doing the March of the Penguins instead.

And that's all the Nogging I have for now.