Brides Affair

The Bristol Bridal Expo in Paducah, Kentucky this weekend was a huge success. Green Turtle Bay was represented by Brian McDonald the resorts Event Coordinator and his assistant, the lovely Mrs. Danille Lee. Prospective brides, fiance's, friends and family were everywhere. The entire parking lot was packed for hours. Brian and Danielle did an outstanding job setting up and manning the booth. Almost makes me want to get married again it's all so exciting!

Green Turtle Bay Resort in Grand Rivers, Kentucky is a great place to have a wedding. So many options to choose from, gazebos, conference center, poolside, even an "island". Southern Living Magazine's Annual Readers Choice (Jan. 09) just named Grand Rivers in the top 10 of two of their categorys, Best Small Town and Most Scenic View. Options for a beautiful and memorable wedding indeed.

Gulls Just Need To Shop

I'm on a hunt for an adjustable bed and that led me to Paducah on Saturday where to my surprise I found sea gulls taking a break in the Kentucky Oaks Mall parking lot. I just think it's weird science or something. What are they doing in middle America no where near the sea?

I first noticed this gull thing a few years back when gulls were in the parking lot of the Eddyville Outlet Mall. Do gulls just prefer mall parking lots? Seeing them was about as strange as actually having my camera with me to take the shot AND it had the memory card in it.

Baby It's Cold Outside

Yes, 9 degrees is cold. The weatherman says it will reach a high of 12 degrees. That prognosticator Frymire said it would be cold today and accurately predicted (by reading tree rings) today's temperature to be 12 degrees. Who woulda thunk? I wonder if a person can really tell the difference between 9 and 12? I just don't think so. Well, I admit I did do a little Photoshop magic on this cell phone camera shot. But it really was 9 degrees when I took the photo this morning. Aruba, Jamacia, boy I wanna be there.

Patti's and Purgatory

Ok - it IS a shameless plug for my friends down at Patti's 1880's but there is more to the story than pork chops. Actually, we had the sampler appetizer for lunch today sans dill pickles (extra cheese sticks) and a cup of pork chili, yummy. Really hit the spot. The purgatory part is the after church conversation at the table. Mike, Mary Ann, Bill and I had quite a discussion stimulated by Pastor Mark's sermon today about the two judgements, Hades and the Lake of Fire. Mike was Catholic growing up so we questioned if Hades was the same as Purgatory. We concluded they were probably the same concept, but no matter, none of us wanted to visit either place. Religion and cheese sticks on Sunday, only in Kentucky.

Twinkle Twinkle

During our Christmas adventures in eastern Kentucky, we noticed a strange phenomenon. There were stars on peoples homes. Lots of stars. BCD thought they had some significant meaning, like some sort of secret cult. With the advent of satellite TV I think it's just overdose on HGTV. On one two hour day trip through the hills we counted 73 stars on houses. Some people even doubled up and had two. It was like some crazy fairy had run amok throughout the hills of eastern Kentucky waving its magic wand and poof! there were stars everywhere. I suspect the same fairy has been in western Kentucky too. I just haven't been looking lately but I know those stars are here, I feel 'em.

Christmas in Eastern Kentucky

Christmas in eastern Kentucky consists of a big yummy spread put on by my sister in-law Jeannie and her husband Shannon. After the meal, the "boys" retire to target shoot and hang out. Cameras and guns lend themselves to posing 1880's style. Ben re-enacts the Jessie James look above and his Dad, BCD, gives a mean snarl brandishing his pistols, below.

A red-neck Kentucky Kristmas was had by all!

The Winter of Our Discontent

We've gone several rounds with old devil flu bug himself this week. Both BCD and I have been down for the count for the second half of our vacation. Side swipped by the most vile villan of a virus that ever crept. It lept on us somewhere between Wal Mart and K-Mart and round we went. No matter the quarts of Purell used, it found it's way into our systems and downloaded it's nasty spam. Finally, with Imodium on our side we are slowly entering into recovery. What began on Monday is subsiding today (Saturday). Of course, the plus side is we've both lost 10 lbs, but I really want a pizza. Sad but true.