Happy Dreary Monday Morning

Happy Dreary Monday, ya'll.

I am not dreary. But it looks all dreary outside today in the ATL. It's suppose to rain really hard during rush hour traffic this evening. I am NOT happy about that, because you know we ATLiens can 't drive as it is. And when it rains, sleets or snows? My goodness. There will be quite a few accidents scattered all around the city. Sigh. I plan to dodge them all indeed!

Weekend. I had a great weekend. First of all, the weather was PERFECT. I didn't even really need a jacket! You know that's all good.

I've had myself on a good schedule for the past two weeks. Lo and behold, I have figured out a way to get rid myself of rushed and stressful mornings, and how to keep my house straight during the week. That has worked out well, and I will continue to improve, with the goal of using my weekends to clean out and get rid of junk and stuff I just don't use anymore. It amazes me how I collect so much stuff. I am from a family of hoarders, so I better get a handle on that now before I carry on the family traditions!

Mzinspiredmind was in town, so I had quite a few chances to hang out with her and her wonderful kids. (They are the most mannerable children I've ever met. What a surprise. I wanted to send their Mama home, and keep them with me, lol). I even saw my sister Kentucky and blogger Tazzee!

*backflips*

A great time was had by all. Come back to my city soon, Babes! I'd love to see ya again :)

Grandma. Oh goodness. My beloved little 4'11" Grandma. Sigh. We have been dealing with some debit card ratchetness as of late. Seems like she lost some, and had to get new ones. My aunt has power of attorney or something like that. That touched the account that I have with Grandma. So I had to get a new card for her and make sure everything was under my address.

The strange thing is that she couldn't remember her debit card number. I am not sure why she changed it from something we agreed upon. But she did. And couldn't remember the pin number. She gave me three different pins, and you should've seen me at the Wal-Mart trying to use her card. That was hilarious. Luckily, one of the numbers she gave me was the right one. Now let's just hope she remembers it. I may have to just give her some cash each month. That way she doesn't have to think about the card.

I may do that.

Anyway, before I delivered her new debit card to her, I stopped by Ba.nkhead Seafood.
 Grandma loves good fried fish. And this place serves up the best.


You get all of that for $5. And that includes your tax. That's a ton of fish. And there's a hushpuppy or two in there somewhere.

Yes. For only $5. They don't strike me as the type of folks who care to count out pennies, nickels, quarters, and dimes. Paper money only. Thank you.

And they don't keep the money up front. Seems like they keep it in the back where they fry the fish. I bet if you go back there trying to rob them, they will kick your butt good fashion. Either that or shoot your tail.

I thought they only sold fish. But they don't. Hmmm... here's a shot of the menu.

They are only open 4 days a week for only 5 hours at a time... or until they run out of fish. So you may be cutting it close if you head up in there around 2:00 pm. Sigh.

I didn't want any fish. But I wanted the 5 for a $1 hushpuppies, though. They have really good hushpuppies.

Grandma and I sat at her little yellow formica table in her cramped little kitchen and ate our lunch.

"How you like your fish?" I asked.

"It's goooooooood," she said, she said between bites. "Real Good."

I am sure it was. She and my uncle will be eating that fish for the rest of the week!

And my hushpuppies were great, too.I wish they would let me work in that kitchen for free for a day so I can learn how to make such good hushpuppies.

Song of the Week. Daykeeper by Foreign Exchange.



I like this song. But I must admit, it is a bit ambiguous. They could be talking about relationships. Relationships with your significant other... or with drugs. I have no idea. I like the production.

That is all for this dreary Monday.

And whether it's dreary, sunny, rainy or snowy... I'm gonna make this a good day.

On PURPOSE.

Yes sir. On purpose.