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Things I Will Miss

I have made a little list of some of the things I will miss when I cross the muddy waters in a few weeks to head back to God's Country. This list is in no specific order. Some are of course humorous and others are things that will definitely pull at my heart's strings.

My Neighbors



Mrs. Rochelle and Mr. Garry have become like family to us. I am going to miss our dinner dates, Diet Coke with a lime wedge over ice when I "sit a spell" at their house, shopping, seeing Cannon and Taylor when they visit, Having Mr. G look after me when Rand is gone, buying us "happies" for no reason and too many other wonderful things to mention.

Germantown Parkway
Driving down this road every morning and every afternoon can drive a woman to drink. I will miss the horn honking, rubber bumping, lane jockeying, endless fender benders and traffic cameras. I may get the shakes thinking about it.

Bonefish

I could cry thinking about not getting my Shishimi and Bang Bang Shrimp when I crave it.

MATA

I am going to miss the MATA bus keeping the right turn lane backed up on Poplar and causing my blood pressure to rise and my voice to raise.

Newks Cafe

I am going to miss the awesome Newks Original salad with the shaved chicken...Yum!

Shopping in Byhalia

The complete hog heads in the meat section, Section 8 housing residents hanging out in the parking lot and fighting over parking spaces, expired cake mixes, dust covered can goods and rotten apples. Wow, how I will miss my quick trips to town to pick-up last minute items.

Sassy

I cannot tell you how much I am going to miss her smile and voice each morning when she rounds the corner in our office. Her laughter, candid personality, straight forwardness, heart of gold, rides in her van, energy, stories, style and love are going to be irreplaceable. She has left a footprint on my heart and I can't imagine what I ever did without her and what I will now do without her when I leave.

The Red Neck Neighbor's Clothes Line

Oh, how I will miss her granny panties hanging from the line every weekend as I look out my kitchen window. I do hope my new home has a fence or a neighbor who uses the dryer.

My Daddy

I don't see my Daddy real often because of our crazy schedules but knowing he is 20 minutes away means a lot. I will miss fixing him dinner and having him help me run errands. I look forward to going to a football game with him in Oxford this Fall. My Daddy is Houston's biggest fan and is not shy about it either.

I am also going to miss my aunt, uncle, cousins, Connie Sue and Randa Jean. It will be different to be in a town without any family.

King Willie

The thought of not being in the king's domain anymore may make me cry tears of joy. I trust I will survive and that WMC-TV will come through live and clear in J'boro and keep me abreast of all the King's illegal activities.

Beale Street

Watching meth-heads and panhandlers perform for money up and down Beale on the weekends is great entertainment. Not that we went down there much yet it was always an option. I will miss people watching and making great memories with my Rand on Beale. I always left with a sore stomach from laughing so hard.

I am sure lots more things will come to mind in the next few weeks. I am excited about the new chapter in my life, yet a bit sad to leave this one behind.
Abby

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