Monday Meandering - July 19

The location of Colt and Rachel's wedding was a big item in the news, in that nobody knew where it was going to take place. The TV stations all sent reporters sniffing around to caterers and bridal shops - and Westover, but no one spilled the beans. However, if you drove by the Westover building Saturday you would have seen a full parking lot and security guys at every entrance. Sunday morning there was a honkin' floral arrangement in front of the baptistery.

If you've been in our building, you know that the opening to the baptistery is quite large - but the bouquet filled that space. Sure enough there was a baptism Sunday and it took 4 people to set the arrangement on the floor. When I was up there after services I saw about 40 pounds of glitter on the floor, knocked off during the move. And no, I didn't do the sound. The husband of one of the church secretaries did. He sort of gave it away in the preceding weeks asking questions like, "How do you get a keyboard plugged into the system?, and "How would you mike a string quartet?" That's one wedding I'm glad not to have been part of.

Between the World Cup and the Tour de France announcers, it's a wonder we all are not speaking with a British accent. Recently we had a speaker born in South Africa telling about his family coming to Lubbock so his dad could go to school. "Now that's an accent," he said. "We were at the grocery store and the clerk kept saying, "Ya'll come back now," and his mother did  - 3 times - before someone explained to her that it was a figure of speech.

I like BBQ, but not as much as the guy at Pokey Jo's the other day. In addition to 4 - count 'em - pints of sides and an order of Texas Toast, he and his companion sat down to what looked like 3 orders of meat. I trust they were going to take the leftovers home. And eat off them for the next week.

Frontier Days in Round Rock this weekend. Normally it's the weekend around the 4th of July, but they had a rain delay this year. We went to a Frontier Days shortly after we moved to Austin and got to see the shoot-out between Sam Bass and the posse.  It was loud when the guns went off, and Rob, who was about 5, immediately covered his ears with his hands. Too bad he was holding a sno-cone at the time. We dug flavored ice out of his ear for several minutes. And you are welcome for reminding you of that, Rob.

My question is, where do you buy sea-side kitsch? Every room in the Sand Castle Condos at Port A are furnished with bamboo furniture and decorated profusely with flotsam and jetsam depicting the beach. Like this:

And this painting is in every condo. Every one.

We did see some little framed ceramic pieces (plates?)  this trip that that we liked. If you run across these somewhere, let us know. These were bolted to the wall.