That is the name of a country song I heard this week. I thought it was funny and decided to use it to name the blog to get the attention of the readers. If you are reading this. It worked - at least once.
What a wonderful week. I have certainly had my ups and downs, but God is great, haven't had any beer (tasted it one time years ago, and it was really bad; but I know many who have, and they say there is nothing like a cold beer on a hot day), and I have met some crazy people. I think they probably thought I was crazy, too. My mother has said this to me since my earliest memories, "my dear, the whole world is a bit 'queer,' except thee and me, and sometimes, I worry a great deal about thee." I looovvveee that quote. There's no telling where she got it, but I guarantee you even at 88 years of age, she can tell you exactly where it came from.
Yesterday, I was getting ready for dinner in our home with dear friends of ours. Frank had ordered fresh sourdough bread from a wonderful bakery. Below is a brief description of the place where the bakery is located:
When Atlantans want to shop like a chef, they go to Star Provisions, a chef-owned shop filled with fine foie gras, artisan cheese, succulent seafood, decadent desserts and tasteful tableware.