Hey Ya'll, I'm 52!

Dear Diary,

I have been AWOL for a while. You wouldn't know it by this picture of me, but, I have gotten older and had two exams and one more to go and have also been on a fabulous trip to Savannah, Georgia. I am so happy in this picture because this is one of the best birthdays I think I've ever had. Precious took this picture outside the cemetery. I have always had an affinity for cemeteries. I can't recall my first trip to the cemetery. As a child we visited them often. I remember just visibly shuddering all over if I saw someone walking on a grave but realized in that cemetery in Savannah I was free of that. The older I get the less nervous about things I am! Isn't that wonderful? It seems I'm not the sensitive sista anymore. I think that's Janice now. You should have seen her at the Karaoke Bar! She was so uptight! Her fifty year old lips were pursed (To gather or contract (the lips or brow) into wrinkles or folds; pucker) and I was a little afraid she might snap if she had to listen to one more bad singer. But I'm getting off track.........

When Sherman took over the city of Savannah during his infamous march, the damn Yankee soldiers camped out in the cemetery and did a lot of damage to the grave markers! They changed dates with their pin knives and used the stones for target practice! Later the Savannah citizens affixed some of the misplaced grave stones to the back brick wall of the cemetery. I thought the way they displayed them on that back brick wall was very creative. It gave the place even more character! Speaking of character, Kay spotted a man talking and laughing to himself over by one of the tombs. She was a little frightened that he might be a schizophrenic. Now a days it is hard to tell, he could have just been wearing one of those ear pieces and talking on the telephone. We didn't get close enough to see.

My sweet sista Lucy got knocked down by a haint just before she crossed the street to go into the cemetery. She bloodied her knee and bruised her hand. Sista Janice helped her get back to the hotel and that night Sarah Ann and I took pictures across the street from that very spot. We got a shot of an ugly orb!

I'll be writing more later. I have missed following my friends blogs and missed creating. After I take this last exam, I'll take a little break and get to do some of the things I love again.