Nuttin’ Honey!

And that’s exactly what I did from Friday morning to Sunday afternoon….absolutely nuttin’.    Early Friday morning I left to meet my sister at her lake house, which is only about 45 minutes from my home but it takes her a little over an hour from her house to the lake.    She was cleaning off melted popcicle (courtesy of her grandchildren) from the refrigerator when I got there.     After that chore, we headed to the dock so we could plan our day.

The azaleas are still in bloom at the lake while they have bloomed and faded here at home.    You just can’t beat Mother Nature for beauty!

 

We decided we’d go into “town” for a little shopping and lunch.     The “town” is your typical small country one stop light town and we always go to Fred’s, Dollar General, and the grocery store…..livin’  large, I know!     All that shopping made us hungry so we ate at one of the best barbeque places around….Cotton’s!     We settled on BBQ sandwiches, french fries and ice cold Cokes.

  

After lunch we headed home to “rest” before we went out to eat that night (lots of resting and eating for us).    

On the way to her lake place earlier Friday, I missed my turn and spotted this wonderful old church at the end of the road.     This place reminds me of how churches looked in the country when I was growing up, before they got all “fancy”.    

  

My sister said that when her kids were growing up, they went to church here at Nero’s Point where different individuals would take turns preaching on Sundays.     Her father-in-law would pull her daughter (who will be 29 this month) in a wagon down the road from the lake house to church on Sunday mornings.     

Across the road from the church was an old abandoned cemetery.    It was strange walking among the headstones and trying to read the old inscriptions.   Lots of children and women who died young, such sadness…

 

    

On Friday night we went to my all-time favorite place to eat at the lake – Sinclairs.      The original restaurant, called Kowligas, burned several years ago so a local restaurant rebuilt on the lake and renamed it Sinclairs but to us “old timers” it’s still Kowliagas.     They say that Hank Williams, Sr. was inspired to write his famous song by that same name based on the restaurant.    In fact, there is a wooden Indian in the front of the restaurant that represents “Kawliga.”

 

We chose to eat outside since it was so nice.    We both ordered pecan crusted trout, mashed potatoes and a salad.       I was having such a good time I forgot to take any pictures so you’ll just have to believe me when I say we had a great time just relaxing on the deck and enjoying our meal.

We ended Friday by sitting around talking until almost midnight, then we turned in for the night.    Both of us slept until 10:00 a.m. Saturday morning, a very rare event for both of us!

Saturday we decided to check out a little antique place I’d been to a couple of times.    Last year when we went there, the owner’s wife has recently passed away and he was selling off everything in his shop, plus stuff in his house.      Unfortunately, this year the home had been emptied out and he didn’t have anything of interest in his shop.

So we went to the “grocery store” which is a great little country store that carries just about everything.

 

 

We had planned on having BLT’s for lunch Saturday but we ended up back at Cotton’s for juicy hamburgers.     We had the BLT’s Saturday night at the cabin and just stayed in.     After eating supper, we took a glass of wine to the dock to watch the sunset.     

Quite a few people were out cruising the lake at that time of day and it was just gorgeous.     They would wave and call out.     You could hear music coming from the boats….this is my favorite thing to do at the lake, just sit on the dock and enjoy the view!

 

  

 

       

 

The two chairs on the dock is where we spent our time, talking, laughing, recalling childhood stories, sipping on a glass of wine, and enjoying our “kid free” weekend.    

Next weekend we’ll be back at the lake for a surprise birthday party for my sister’s daughter.     

We plan on going to the beach in two weeks.    Right now our plans are iffy….it all depends on the oil slick which threatens the gulf coast.     Just as our gulf area was recovering from Katrina, it looks like this oil slick will be a set back of great magnitude for our beloved beach areas.      Let’s all pray that when the oil does hit our coastline, it is not as devastating as anticipated.