Thursday, March 11, 2010

Come on, everybody to the storm cellar!

Dear loyal blogees,
I haven't posted in a few days because we've been in Magnolia, Arkansas without nternet access. It's not that Arkansas doesn't have Internet access. It does. Honest! It's just that my mother doesn't. We had a nice time despite being cut off from Facebook and Youtube. We went to the Barbeque Pit in Stamps (where Maya Angelou was raised and the setting for I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings) to buy beef jerky. Wayne goes there each visit (about every 2 years) for the jerky, and the woman behind the counter always remembers him. He talks funny to them. That night my mother's friend Dorothy came down from Little Rock and brought supper: purple hull peas and fried okra. We added fried corn bread and smoked ribs to the menu. Last night was wild with storms. We kept watch for tornedoes. The alarms were sounding all night; there were funnels all around, but nothing touched down. Tonight we are in Mobile, AL on the Mobile Bay. The spring trees are blooming, it's 80 degrees and we are smiling.