Happy Turkey Day

Happy Turkey Day!

This Thanksgiving I find myself away from home in a wonderful mountainside retreat. While the cabin of my residence this week is awesome, I'm missing one huge event... Downtown LIGHTS!

Downtown LIGHTS!

The best part of Thanksgiving in Moultrie.

No matter how small the town, there is always a claim to fame. One could argue that ours is the Agricultural Expo, but when I think of home it's never long before I can picture those lights at Christmas. I will admit that I love most Christmas light displays (not a randomly lit bush in the yard) but those courthouse lights have always been among my favorites. They never fail to bring me a sense of peace and truly kick-off the best holiday season of the year.

Over the years I've realized how spoiled we are, having come from a town that outdoes itself in the light arena. For this reason, I will confess that the decorations stuck onto light poles riding through some towns just aggravate me. I mean... Really? Was that the best you could manage? After all, nothing encourages the Christmas spirit like  a disfigured angel hanging awkwardly off a power pole. 

I have no idea what year this was...

Driving Santa's sleigh. (Kyle is always such a good photographer!)

So, as I mourn the fact that I will not be there tonight as Cason flips the switch, I am glad to say that those lights have always made us happy. Megan and I have made everyone we know take unnecessary trips downtown just to ride under the lights. (yes, we know, it's hard to see the red lights!) We have taken lots of pictures, danced in the street, and pretended to drive the fake sleigh all in the name of good Christmas fun. Every year we are known to reunite on the courthouse lawn to catch up on gossip, question the common sense of others, and lately... listen to Zach complain about how tacky the lights are. (Zach, we remain in agreement that your opinion is irrelevant.)

M&M under the lights in 2011

Sure! Let's be elves!

If you are in Moultrie tonight, have fun and enjoy the festivities (and post your pictures so I can be there in spirit)! If you haven't ever seen our Downtown Lights, come visit! http://www.downtownmoultrie.com/

Megan- I'll meet you at the courthouse soon!

 

The Post Office

I have been told to write and am afraid that if I don't soon my life may come to an end by the hand of Marcie.  Which it may.  She tried to close the blog and I told her we had 8 followers.  There is no way we could let our loyal supporters down...however I've had writers block for awhile now.  Well, maybe not writers block.  There is a lot in my head.  Maybe just laziness since I haven't just sat down to get it all typed out...

This morning let's discuss the Post Office.  I have to go there in a few minutes so why not?  I love mail!  I like getting the mail, I love that I now have a massively huge mailbox and packages fit in it and aren't left in the rain by my back door, and let's face it, mail is just fun!  You never know what might be inside that box awaiting you...in high school I had a friend who was known to mail me cookies.  Maybe she instilled this love in me.  Thanks Megan Ford!

Anyway, back to the Post Office though.  They are nuts.  Or maybe the people who set stamp prices are.  I honestly have NO IDEA how much a stamp costs these days.  A sticker.  That costs money and has the power to transport something hundreds or thousands of miles away.  I buy "forever stamps" which have no price labeled on them because the Post Office doesn't want to remind you of how much you are getting screwed to use their gas and little white trucks.

One day though I decided it was my turn to screw them.  That's right.  It was Thanksgiving and I thought I should send Marcie a card thanking her for her friendship.  I sent it TO my address in Athens.  I put the RETURN address as Marcie's in Moultrie.  I mailed the card from Blakely.  Sure enough, it showed up a few days later in Moultrie, returned to Marcie with an ink stamp that said "insufficient postage".

Ha!!!  And that was the day, ladies and gentlemen, that I got my way with the United States Postal Service!