Nostalgia.
Mr. McCullough wrote a nice blog about nostalgia, so thought I would do the same. I kinda woke up thinking about it, because when I heard my non-alarm (cell phone on vibrate) go off, it was raining outside and my room was dark and I thought "I should stay in bed til the rain stops". But, I didn't. Work and my paycheck calls.
Last night I did Zumba with Kristi and when we came out of the church there was that wet grass at dusk smell. Dusk is my favorite time of the day. When I was little, it was when mom would yell for us to come inside from playing. I grew up going to Badin Lake, and it's still my favorite place in the world. At dusk, the water would be still as glass. Occasionally a boat would come into our cove where my papaw's house was and then the sound of the waves hitting the shore or causing the boat to rock against the pier, it was so relaxing. Dusk was when my dad, brother, sister, and I would get our fishing rods and go down and sit on the dock and try to be as quiet as possible and catch something. We would bet on who would catch one first.
At the beach, dusk is my favorite time to take a walk on the beach. After dinner we would always go back down to the pier where dad worked and take a walk. The kids would start coming into the pier to play pool and video games and sit around and listen to dad tell stories. The color of the sky and the pale blues and greys and the breeze at dusk just makes me feel at ease. And ANY time I eat a grilled cheese and curly fries I can't help but think of him making it for me at the grill and bringing me out a cheerwine with it. Delish. He'd always smash the grilled cheese.
The wet grass smell brings me back to the fall. Soccer season...going out for a game and the smell of dirt and cleats and adidas shorts. My favorite 'grass' smell is from the first time I walked out onto NC State's field before our Thursday night game against Florida State. (We won). It was my first game cheering in a college stadium. With 55,000 people all around me and wearing that uniform. Still when I go to football games, that smell reminds me of being on the grass and throwing stunts...and seeing Mom, Barry, and Greg up in the stands.
Raleigh. When I get to the 40 split before Chapel Hill. I scream. I turn up the radio and scream. Because I always have fun in Raleigh.
SWEET TEA! On the 8th day, God made sweet tea. I'm a southern girl. There is no doubt in anyone's mind about that. I can pretty much ramble off about 20 places off hand that have good sweet tea. Every time I travel away from the south I look forward to coming home and having some.
Christmas lights. My family's tradition for the past 10-15 years or so has been to buy a tree on thanksgiving. This might be weird...but it's what we do. We do thanksgiving lunch and then that night we drive up to the local place that sells the trees from Ashe County NC (where my mom's fam is from) and buy a tree. We then go home, my brother and Barry trim the bottom. Barry and I put the lights on. Mom does all the stuff she's picky about. I make homemade hot chocolate, and we play the Alabama Christmas CD. It's what we do.
*However, this year my parents are going on a cruise and my sister and I aren't going :(.
K that's all I've got for now.
Last night I did Zumba with Kristi and when we came out of the church there was that wet grass at dusk smell. Dusk is my favorite time of the day. When I was little, it was when mom would yell for us to come inside from playing. I grew up going to Badin Lake, and it's still my favorite place in the world. At dusk, the water would be still as glass. Occasionally a boat would come into our cove where my papaw's house was and then the sound of the waves hitting the shore or causing the boat to rock against the pier, it was so relaxing. Dusk was when my dad, brother, sister, and I would get our fishing rods and go down and sit on the dock and try to be as quiet as possible and catch something. We would bet on who would catch one first.
At the beach, dusk is my favorite time to take a walk on the beach. After dinner we would always go back down to the pier where dad worked and take a walk. The kids would start coming into the pier to play pool and video games and sit around and listen to dad tell stories. The color of the sky and the pale blues and greys and the breeze at dusk just makes me feel at ease. And ANY time I eat a grilled cheese and curly fries I can't help but think of him making it for me at the grill and bringing me out a cheerwine with it. Delish. He'd always smash the grilled cheese.
The wet grass smell brings me back to the fall. Soccer season...going out for a game and the smell of dirt and cleats and adidas shorts. My favorite 'grass' smell is from the first time I walked out onto NC State's field before our Thursday night game against Florida State. (We won). It was my first game cheering in a college stadium. With 55,000 people all around me and wearing that uniform. Still when I go to football games, that smell reminds me of being on the grass and throwing stunts...and seeing Mom, Barry, and Greg up in the stands.
Raleigh. When I get to the 40 split before Chapel Hill. I scream. I turn up the radio and scream. Because I always have fun in Raleigh.
SWEET TEA! On the 8th day, God made sweet tea. I'm a southern girl. There is no doubt in anyone's mind about that. I can pretty much ramble off about 20 places off hand that have good sweet tea. Every time I travel away from the south I look forward to coming home and having some.
Christmas lights. My family's tradition for the past 10-15 years or so has been to buy a tree on thanksgiving. This might be weird...but it's what we do. We do thanksgiving lunch and then that night we drive up to the local place that sells the trees from Ashe County NC (where my mom's fam is from) and buy a tree. We then go home, my brother and Barry trim the bottom. Barry and I put the lights on. Mom does all the stuff she's picky about. I make homemade hot chocolate, and we play the Alabama Christmas CD. It's what we do.
*However, this year my parents are going on a cruise and my sister and I aren't going :(.
K that's all I've got for now.
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