This weekend is the big festival in Manchester called Bonnaroo. It’s a southern, modern version of Woodstock each year. Lots of music and crazy, sweaty people milling about on a big farm. Fun!
In spite of my mother’s every good intention to start us kids off every day with a hot breakfast, I do not like breakfast. I am not hungry when I first wake up and I don’t want to eat anything. All I want is a cup of coffee and I’m OK for a couple of hours. Then, around 10:00, I get really hungry. Of course, by then I am at work and getting a full breakfast is impossible. But on weekends – that’s the time to go to Shoney’s or Golden Corral and get some breakfast buffet.
Today is Memorial Day. My dad served our country during the Korean War in the Navy as a Seabee. That meant that he was doing construction for the Navy. That worked out well, because he learned how to be a carpenter, plumber and electrician while working on Navy bases and buildings. Then when he got out, he had a skilled trade.
My dad died from cancer back in the 1980’s, when I was just in my 20’s. I feel cheated out of having a dad as an adult. I loved him so much and I’m so proud of him for having served in the Navy.
Rented “The Blind Side” last week and liked it so much that I decided to go buy that movie. Found it at Wal Mart for $19.
It was better than I expected from the little bit of commercials that I saw about it, and I don’t understand why it didn’t win more awards. It was a better movie than the Avatar that everyone was raving about.
