It's that time of year...
The War on Christmas has given way to Occupy Christmas. Happening at malls all around the country.
It's been in the mid-60s here in the North Georgia Mountains. This time last year it was in the mid-20s. Global warming has arrived in the Blue Ridge.
We saw some friends last Sunday we hadn't seen in over thirty years. The Queen is still the only person from her class who hasn't changed since college. Still beautiful.
The South Florida contingent will be arriving for Christmas today. There will be approximately 378 family members and two big-ass granddogs in a house on the lake for the holiday. Should be interesting.
I love Dairy Queen.
We've been attending the Methodist church for the last few months. I can't believe I said that, but there, I said it.
Dahlonega at Christmas. There's nowhere else like it. Transplanted furriners who loved our town for what it was, moved here, and then told us how it should be changed.
I really, really dislike Yankees. When the great General Robert E. Lee referred to them as "those people" he was being kind.
I realized that if my two sons don't get busy there will soon be no Berrys to carry on the family name that aren't in jail or in hiding.
I really, really love Mustangs. Except the Mustang II which was a dressed-up Pinto.
You really can't fix stupid.
I'm extremely thankful for all 2011 has brought to me and my family. God has been gracious in His blessing, allowing us to reconnect with some old friends and keeping others away.
May 2012 bring more of the same.