Opera is where a guy gets stabbed in the back, and instead of dying, he sings.
Country music is three chords and the truth. 
Classical music is the kind we keep thinking will turn into a tune. 
Rock music in its lyrics often talks ahead of the time about what's going on in the country.
A jazz musician is a juggler who uses harmonies instead of oranges. 
Music is the universal language of mankind. 
There's music in the sighing of a reed;
If a composer could say what he had to say in words he would not bother trying to say it in music.
Music is the mediator between the spiritual and the sensual life. 
If this word "music" is sacred and reserved for eighteenth and nineteenth century instruments, we can substitute a more meaningful term: organization of sound. 
The day definitely started off with spunk and fun from the girls while our more serious and subdued husbands were intent on "fishing." Well, we were too, but c'mon, let's have fun in the meantime. lol We arrived at the dock 10 minutes later and stored our Walmart "loot" in all the bins on the boat. 
It was a gorgeous day and had just the right amount of breeze. The waves were rather choppy due to the rainfall the prior day but other than that all was well. The men taught me how to cast my bait out into the water and slowly reel it back it, giving a subtle jerk whenever I felt a tug. We were all doing just fine until I got hungry around 11:30 and put my pole down to start snacking on sour gummy worms. Jeremy took my pole from me and in two minutes had caught a crappie . From then on, he kept steeling my pole whenever I would take a snack break. lol. Well, next, Sis.Holly's pole started arching over and we were hoping it was a really big bass. She was doing really well reeling it in when all of a sudden, up out of the water we see this:
All that work for a twig!!!
Since we rode in two separate vehicles, having only the truck at this ramp presented a very short term problem which us girls quickly resolved. We decided to ride in the truck bed back over the bridge and through a couple of traffic lights to Sis. Holly's car. Sis.Holly is a character... Let me tell you. She had us dying laughing back there in that truck bed. I haven't laughed so hard in a very long time. lol We were musical convicts escaping Julliard. lol yeah right!
After making it to the car, we then headed to Top of the River, one of the best restaurants in the south where they serve fried pickles, fried catfish, fried onion rings (fried anything), crab legs, greens and cornbread and a big ol' glass of iced tea (lol). It was excellent... let me rephrase, "Clog Your Arteries Excellent." Mmmm MMmmmm Good. (Yes, I'm getting used to this southern home style cookin'. Its rather easy to do. =)
After we ate, we walked out the back door onto the dock and took some couple pictures. Here's Bro.Jeff and Sis.Bridget.
And here is Bro.Ken and Sis.Holly.
What a great way to spend a maiden fishing voyage... with friends, sunshine and some good food to top it off (and a good camera to save the memories. =) )
Yesterday, sticking to tradition, Jeremy, Noah, myself and our friends snuck away for our annual one day vacation. A few years ago, when Jeremy and I still lived in CA but would come back for family visits, we started a tradition with our friends here. That tradition was to all pile into the church's 15 passenger van at 7am (give or take a few minutes) and make a long trek to somewhere... anywhere... as long as we were together and having fun. However, this trip is never intended to be a "non-stop" trip. We usually have several layovers. The first layover is usually at a Walmart for junk food and a bathroom break (yesterday there happened to be a need for new windshield wipers on the church van when it started raining). Another layover usually entitles us to some breakfast from either McDonald's or Cracker Barrel, my absolute favorite. Finally, everyone settles in for the long haul and we endure one sitting position until we've reached our destination.
We arrived after 3 hours and the waitress showed us to our tables. We hit the gourmet salad bar and I opted for the standard Romaine with their House Special Caesar dressing. Although the Pesto salad dressing is worth getting too. Some got the Brie cheese and House sourdough bread, but I chose to fill up on the main course. The Fillet Mignon was incredible... as usual. But this time my favorite was the House Special, Prime Rib. The flavor was out of this world and it melted in our mouths. As I sat there with my card on "green" the waiters brought me roasted Lamb, pork chops, two different Fillet Mignon's, Chicken legs in a white wine sauce, sausage, Prime Rib, and garlic Sirloin. They served drinks, cheese rolls, garlic mashed potatoes, and fried plantains (not crazy about this last one) along with the meat. After all that protein I was dying for something sweet. I asked what the most ordered dessert was and they told me the Molten Chocolate Cake served with ice cream... which is what I had been eyeing. It was all to die for... and so was the price of our bill. haha But once a year with some good friends, hey its worth it. The experience was so much fun... especially taking those who hadn't been before. Everyone loved it.
I think he really enjoys the fish. We have a pond outside our back deck and he like me to hold him up while he leans over and looks at the gold fish. These fish at the aquarium were quite a bit larger than the ones he's used to at home. Here are some pictures of us at the aquarium.
After seeing all there was to see at the aquarium, we made our way to Lenox Square and went shopping, drank Starbucks, and spent more money. But hey, this one day vacation comes around only once a year. Like I said, its worth it. 
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