Monday, September 27, 2010

Grilled Apple Butter Pork Chops

We celebrated the first 7 weeks of med school being over with a small dinner pary Saturday night. It was the first time Doc has taken off more than 3 hours since he started Aug. 5. He'd forgotten how to relax. How to just be. The wine helped a bit.

My brother is staying with us until his wedding in December and I wanted to introduce him to some of our friends. T & I haven't spent this much time together since I was in high school. It's been so much fun. The boys watched the Ole Miss game. The girls sat on the front porch and passed around Ashley & Justin's baby. She is precious.

My sweet friend DeeDee does more work when she comes over. Her official job is table setter. Doesn't she do a good job? She also made an amazing cake. I didn't get a picture though. I was too busy eating it. She served it with strawberries so we could classify it as part of our daily fruit needs.

The pork chops and grilled green beans--gotta love the grill. It keeps the kitchen clean! Unless you run out of gas and the charcoal gets too gray while you wait for the rice to cook. That ends up burning. Oh well.
My pumpkins and goards from the Farmers Market at the Fairgrounds. I really like the little one with horns. I'm going back on Thursday.

Oh Happy Day

I spent Sunday afternoon at Germanfest with two of my favorite little people. Their parents are so sweet. They let me borrow them from time to time. It keeps me from looking like a creep at events where everyone has a child. It's in Gluckstadt--which I think means "happy village" in German.

More to come but here are a few of my favorites:

There were games for .50 cents. Lots of games. We liked watching this one.

There were women and men dressed in traditional German attire. Where can I get one of these? There was German beer. There was German food. And music. You get the idea.

There were hay bales. Witt and Katelyn had never played on hay bales (city kids!). They caught on really fast. We didn't want to leave. We stayed until it was all packed up and there wasn't anything left to see. Even the hay bales had gone to be someone's supper.
Witt (long, sad sigh, sweet sweet, voice): If you had come earlier we would have been here longer. I was waiting on you all day.
Me: We'll come back next year. Much earlier. And stay all day.
And bring your parents so I can sample the German beer.

Friday, September 24, 2010


I learned about Heartlight through my Bible Study girls and just love it--it's a great way to start the work day! I try to make a point to read it before diving into the 50 or so e-mails that are usually waiting for me. For the fall my BSBFs are reading Crazy Love by Francis Chan and it's been amazing. Today's verse on Heartlight seemed to tie in so well to much of what we've been learning:

Do not throw away your confidence; it will be richly rewarded. You need to perserve so that when you have done the will of God, you will receive what he has promised."
Hebrews 10:35-36

There are some tough times that go with living. They're inescapable. That's when our confidence in the Lord's salvation and our relationship with him get tested! It is one thing to sing "it is well with my soul" at the end of a peel-the-paint and raise-the-roof worship service, but it is quite another to be able to sing it when they auction your house off at the courthouse steps, you are told you have a long-term debilitating illness, or you lose a child to death. Faith can't take a holdiay when we travel through the suburbs of hell or we'll never find our way out.
So don't throw it away. Perserve! Keep putting one foot in front of the other trusting that God will give you the strength for the next step. No matter how hard it is at the moment, don't give up to despair. Be like Job or Jeremiah who both argued and complained to God, but never let go of God. Don't quit. Christ is coming for you with grace and in glory. His return is just around the bend and could break into our world at any time. Link.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

The Help is in Fondren

The Help is being filmed in Fondren this week and all of Jackson is really excited. The author, Kathryn Stockett, is from Jackson and I met her when she spoke at Millsaps last spring. The book was very entertaining and nailed Jackson people on the head.

This is our cleaners--the sign is alwasy there but the cars usually are not quite so old and shiny.

Emma Stone is playing Skeeter...I'm not really sure who she is but everyone watching was ohhh and awwwing.

Until about a week ago this building was bright purple--it's home to Butterfly Yoga

This is the old Capri theatre it closed in the 80s...

Love the cop car

Extras walking across the street

Brent's is one of my favorite places to go for lunch. The pharmacy part closed last year (boo CVS) but the soda fountain part is still open. The grocery mural on the side is new...

The whole thing had the feeling of a big party. It reminded me of when The People vs. Larry Flynt was filmed in Senatobia in 1995. It's set in the 1970s and they used the courthouse and the buildings right across the street. My dad's mustang was in the movie and the movie crew requested that they borrow the future from his office. Granddaddy said yes but Net said no--and I think was very insulted that they thought it was dated!

Overall, I really liked The Help. Most of it is set in Belhaven--our neighborhood so it fascinating to read about Myrtle Street and the Jitney (now McDades). I think some of it was pre-1960s as far as the lifestyle and attitudes (this according to my grandmother). In a nutshell, the book is about black women raising white children in Jackson in 1962 and follows the story of a white girl (just home from Ole Miss sans husband) and one of her friend's black maid, Aibileen. Skeeter convinces Aibileen and her friends to let her write their stories (both good and bad) about their experiences with white families. I really enjoyed discussing it with a black friend at work--it was neat to hear each other's perspectives. She had never heard of getting your MRS degree. I knew a girl at Ole Miss whose mother insisted she major in accounting just so she'd meet "good" husband. I learned about CP time...and that her mom and I use the same kind of cocoa butter.

Study Partner

We are now about six weeks into med school. And Doc's life has gone from this:

To this:

Poor Scout's thinking that his daddy's just not any fun. Pepe is fine with sleeping in the study all day and night but Scout (like me) has had a little harder of time adjusting! You can't see it in the picture but right above him his a box full of REAL human bones. Apparently they are not to be used for Halloween decorations...