Writing this particular bit leaves me weeping tears of joy and happiness as I tell you that, last Tuesday at around 12:30 am, Sweet and Ben Dupuy welcomed Florence Virginia Dupuy into this beautiful world. Despite a very impulsive and decadent almost unignored whimsy to hop a plane to DC and drop into the hospital for a visit, I have not yet seen Florence in person . . . but I have seen pictures. She is . . . hmm, as a writer and perfectionist I find myself at a loss to adequately describe her! Simply perfect will simply have to do for now.
Sweet has been my friend since before I can remember. I even caught the bouquet at her wedding (which, now that I think of it, I have been meaning to speak to her about.) And I knew that Ben was for her when I saw the precious initials that were meticulously stitched onto his shirt . . . BAD. For me, such a sign sealed their marital fate - that and the fact that he was so highly amused by my tiara habit. I am so happy for them, so eager to meet baby Florence and so, so, so curious as to whether she will be a ballet flat or a peep-toe girl.
Thursday afternoon I drove out to Walnut Creek. The sun was shining, a light breeze whispered in my ear and the most beautiful (we’ll have to get some tips from Deidra) daffodils greeted me when I arrived at the Stewart Manse. I guess that right about now you are imagining me sitting poolside, overlooking the lake and sipping a glass of Sun Garden or a Bud Light. Well, guess again – I was taking a delicious dive into a new product. All five calories of Sparkling Ice are Mmm, Mmm, Mmm. I tried the Orange/Mango and the Strawberry/Kiwi. This tall drink of artesian water is a lightly carbonated must-try. I’ll let you know when, and where, you can get one for yourself.
The next day I was Raleigh bound! (A bit of trivia: Raleigh, coincidentally, is from whence the new Telegraph Publisher comes - The News & Observer, to be exact.) Sans anyone who would be tortured enough to see me leave that they might drive me to the airport . . . I rode Groome, a single girl’s best friend and far more posh than the ride that I got home - but we’ll get to that later.
Note: The candy shop at the Hartsfield has Sour Power!!! If you don’t already know what this is – PAY ATTENTION! Sour Power is a straw-shaped confection that my mom used to buy for my friends and me at the Hello Kitty Store. We would eat it out of the box until our tongues were raw. It is a part of my childhood . . . and now . . . a part of my semi-adulthood. I suggest that you make it part of yours.
Raleigh, and my mother, were both wonderful. The Tom Kha at Taste of Thai (I know – the Olive Garden-esque name of the restaurant caused me to set my expectations low but I was pleasantly surprised) . . . as I was saying, the Tom Kha was wonderful and I found a recipe so I may give it a whirl. Also not to miss is Dilly Dally, the most precious store ever! I found many things that I wanted to buy for darling Florence.
Sunday I U-hauled it home with quite a loot. My mother loaded me up with hand-me-downs . . . a term that I use loosely as most of what she sent can’t even be described as gently used. And what-do-you-know, I rediscovered another (albeit a bit less innocent) part of my childhood. The Mick Jagger, Wandering Spirit Album, brought back memories of unauthorized lake parties and trips to Atlanta for fake ID’s. Those were the days my friend.
Kisses!
aS
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Saturday, April 5th at 7:30 pm
The Grand Opera House
The benefit, sponsored by The ARC and The Middle Georgia Association of Realtors, will open with Shane Bridges and include the "diamond" Edward Eikner and "down home denim" Ronnie Milsap. Tickets are $50 (Gen. Ad.) and $100 (including a preview party) and may be purchased at http://www.thegrand.mercer.edu/
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