This is a sight I never get tired of seeing. Main Street USA and Cinderella’ Castle just bring a smile to my face and a spring to my step. I know when I see them I am in a place where I know I am going to have fun and enjoy feeling like a kid again. To me the Magic Kingdom really is magical, I walk in that gate and it’s like I’m a child again and it’s okay, even though I’m an adult. It’s okay for adults to walk around wearing hats with mouse ears wearing shirts with cartons eating overly sweet treats in the shape of a mouse head.
I starting like Pimento Cheese within the last two years. You can find in in Kentucky but the further south you go the easier it is to find in on menus and in stores. Earlier this year I had a pimento Cheese sandwich with bacon, I almost ordered a hamburger with pimento Cheese on it in Tennessee but I did try a few different versions of pimento Cheese. They were both good, one I was a little too spicy but I loved trying them. I would love to try making my own sometime, almost every southern cookbook has a recipe for it it seems, and I’m not opposed to trying it on a hamburger. I’m not sure what it is about this southern staple but I’m loving it!
Two weeks ago when we went to the Smokies for a few days. On the way down, on the way back, and while we were down there we passed a lot of cars with Michigan plates. I was starting to wonder if there was anyone left in Michigan. I didn’t think it was that bad of a winter this year for them, was it? It was funny in a way, like there was this big mass exit from Michigan.
Last week I got to spend some time in the mountains of Tennessee. It was my first time since the fires that reveraged the area and killed many in November.
It broke my heart to see the damage. And at times I had to hold back tears. But the Smokies are strong, and the growth and rebuilding has already begun.
This will be my last post about it I promise. I just have a few more things I have to get off my chest, so sorry. The two things that bother me most about this whole thing: are not that they went to Disney without us, heck we are going without them in a few weeks. One that after all the planning and money I put out to go in October I did not even get a “thanks for your hard work” or a “sorry that we had to cancel all your hard work”. I had the perfect trip planned for those kids and now there are down there half butting it. The other thing is she didn’t even have the nerve to tell us she was going, we had to find out from my aunt that she and the kids were going with my uncle. How nervy is that? After my parents paid for almost everything last year when we went to Florida in October and the Smoky Mountains for Thanksgiving. We have never hidden any of our vacation plans. I’m done with her. I will be civil for the kid’s sake and my cousin’s but I am done otherwise.
This weekend I finally had time for me. I saw the Beauty and the Beast movie. I read a book, or at least I finished a book I started earlier in the week. But it has been a long time since I have been able to finish a book in under a week. And I think this is the start of more time for me. I love those kids but they are taking up way too much of my time and I’m starting to feel used. So I have decided it is time to step back a bit. I’m tired of being the one that plans everything and doesn’t even get thanked for it, and when I say plan I mean pay for things too. My credit card will not be leaving my wallet for these kids like it has in the past. And no more dropping what I’m doing just for those kids. I know it’s really not the kids fault but it has to start somewhere for the picture to be gotten by all involved. This Southern Belle is fed up and its time to make my point.
Well I’m glad April is here. Not only does it put me closer to my Disney Vacation but March was a tough month for me. It’s never easy learning a former co-worker has passed, especially one you worked closely with and who was only two years older than you. But that is exactly what I was hit with in March. And to make matters worse we were told that it was a drug overdose. I’m going to leave it at that but let’s just say I’m happy March is over with, that was a hard passing to handle. A few of us in the office read the Fifty Shades books at the same time and would talk about them (including the one that passed) so this was the cake I made for her last day in the office.