Close to Nowhere By Linda Jones The days are just packed It’s no wonder that as we get older, the days spin by faster and faster. We try to cram everything possible into a day, a weekend, a week — stuff that should be savored and stretched out and enjoyed. Thursday night of last week, Potts Camp School held their annual beauty review. For weeks now, oldest granddaughter Meredith has been trying on dresses in anticipation. No, she wasn’t in the pageant. She was just enjoying trying on dresses. Then, the pageant was here and it was over in just a little over an hour or so. I’d
have hated to have been a judge — there were 25ish contestants and I
don’t think I could have picked a top 10. There were six or seven
dresses that I absolutely loved! Meredith had it worse than I did. She knew and liked all the girls and wanted all of them to win. Friday
night was another biggie — Marshall Academy and Potts Camp played each
other in football for the first time! Wild rumors had flown all over
both schools, but I wasn’t surprised when both schools behaved just
like they’re supposed to. Meredith and Remy went
to MA for a while — counting pre-kindergarten, I can’t even guess how
many years. Now, they attend Potts Camp — I think this is their third
or fourth year there. The problem of “which side”
was easily solved — they had their “old” MA friends, their “new” PC
friends and a couple of friends from Hernando and Collierville and some
friends who’d gone to one school and switched to the other. I was
confused, but the kids had a great time. Saturday,
CrossPointe Christian Fellowship in Olive Branch had their annual fall
festival. There were easily a 1,000 or more adults and kids enjoying
the day. I had the fun part — I helped all the
little kids (and big ones and even adults) hold the baby chickens or
pet the big chickens or the turkey or Willie the awesome rooster. For
a while, I helped folks pat, feed and admire the gorgeous unicorn in
the petting zoo area. And I have to apologize to a man whom I told
Apollo the “unicorn” was a Cremora — Apollo is a “cremella.” Cremora is
something you mix in your coffee. The highlight of Saturday was watching Pastor Doug ride the donkey “Honky Tonk.” Doug was terrified, but Tonk was very well behaved. And Coop, his son, helped calm his daddy down. Sunday, I rested... |