I've been horrible about updating the blog. Kelly doesn't understand why this is so since all I do is lounge around all day, eating bonbons and reading novels. I mean, surely I could do something productive like spend oodles of time on the internet, updating my blog. Anyways, sarcasm aside, I'm not exactly sure how a non-mobile eight month old occupies 100% of my time, but she certainly does. And I love it. It's the keeping up with the housework and cooking dinner while tending to Charley that wears me out (and leaves little room for anything else). Yes, I'm fully aware that everything will get even harder once A. Charley becomes mobile and B. when we have more children. I know this.
So, we went to Nashville two weekends ago. Baby Jrew had his baby dedication at church, and we went up to see them for the oh-so-special occasion. He is such a cute baby, not to mention good baby. Other than the church service and spending time with the Nashville Rose family, one of the highlights of our weekend was our visit to Monell's. Holy cow. If I thought Heaven was a place that was all about me and my earthly desires, Monell's would probably be my Heaven. Let me tell you about it. It's an old house in downtown Nashville that serves breakfast and lunch, family style. You sit at a big table and pass around big bowls of food. We went for the breakfast, which includes: cheese grits, eggs, biscuits, pancakes, potatoes, corn casserole, baked apples, bacon, sausage, ham, and last but not least, fried chicken. Oh, and I almost forgot -- cinnamon rolls! And sweet tea!! As Donald would say, it was slammin'. If you go to Nashville, go to Monell's. Thank you, Thomas and Dita, for having us in your home. You are gracious hosts, and we love spending time with you!
