In Birmingham with Frank Feagin moments before the booksigning at Milestone Books.
Jane & Frank held a dinner party and invited over family and friends. That’s Jane on the left. Gail is an attorney as is her husband George, so there wasn’t much lull in conversation that night. Just lots of great stories.
I had dinner with Chad Gibbs & Michael Morris at Jackson’s in B’ham. Morris picks these places where the 20 somethings hang. It was so loud in there I had to turn off my hearing aid. 🙂
Janis Owens, author of Cracker Cookbook, held a cooking class at the Village Peddler in Fairhope. She won over their hearts with her Sweet Potato Pie.
With Janis at Miz Betty Joe’s riverhouse. The temps were in the high 70s all weekend long
Art Walk was Friday night. Janis discussed her cookbook with fans at Kelley Wolfe’s gallery.
Wendell is one of my favorites. He reminds me of Billy Bob Thornton.
I joined Stacey and John B. for a gathering with the neighbors at the Bluff tonight. I’d spent the day at Fish River, reading Patti Callahan Henry’s newest novel, which I’m enjoying. The boaters were out en masse. I even saw one gal wearing her bikini. That seemed a bit too ambitious for me. I was comfortable in jeans and light jacket. Skip Jones brought his boat over and he and Nancy took me to lunch at Big Daddy’s. I had the blackened tuna salad. It was wonderful. I saw Sonny Brewer briefly. He’s built a new place that he refers to as his long-legged house. It’s the perfect writer’s cottage on Fish River.
I joined Miz Betty Joe for church at St. James this morning. Pastor Mark talked about Abraham’s sacrifice and what is your Issac. Which got me to thinking, we always refer to it as a test. But it wasn’t God who needed to know if Abraham would pass the test — he knew what Abraham would do. The one who didn’t know was likely Abraham. So maybe the trials teach us as much about ourselves as they do about God. Maybe Abraham needed to find out who he really was in that hard moment.
Maybe we all do.