We had an Entertainment the other night at the beautiful house of our stealth Talladega correspondent. The food was delightfully earthy, and the stories were heavenly (though in certain circles they might have gone "kerplop," as one guest says, "like a cow patty in the punchbowl").
Particularly heavenly were those about the local churches. Not so very long ago, the cops got a call from one minister's wife saying that she was afraid something had happened to her husband—he was at the church much later than usual. Something had: The police arrived to find him banging the organist on a table in the parish hall.
Then there's the other story about the grande dame who, after the midnight service on Christmas Eve, got in the back seat of her car and started yelling that someone had stolen the steering wheel.
Bless her heart.
I just love her.
This is how, in the South, you say someone is a complete nutcase.
10 comments:
He fell from grace. Bless his heart!
I thought you're supposed to bang the drum and diddle the organist.
Nice. Does each person have their own individual bottle of wine as the picture shows?
There were more people. And more bottles of wine and beer, too. And many canapes and soups.
DD, You're supposed to pull out all the stops with the organist.
I love this photo with your dad and friend in that warm light. And I am loving all your stories about your dad; what a great time you're having - whether you realize it or not - but I think you know!
xo
Doro
Dad and Baby Sister!
Very wonderful picture, excellent composition and gee I'd love to paint this! You are doing a swell job of documenting this time...thanks, again... who is the portrait of? or did you already tell us?
It is a self portrait by the son of the hostess.
Know why Episcopalians don't have group sex? (You probably do, but just in case...)
Too many thank you notes.
And, yes, the picture is so great.
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