Sunday, September 30, 2012


Two ropes were hanging down from a tie. I was kinda swinging on one of the ropes. Chris said, "You might not want to be hanging on that rope. It's the lose end." I told Chris I couldn't believe he just didn't let me swing and fall. lol Chris said "I care about my little woman. More than she knows." (I'd have let him fall if situation was reversed. I love to watch people fall. Only if they don't get hurt that is.)




Saturday, September 29, 2012

Fortune Cookie

Chris and I went to the Japanese/Sushi place in Athens tonight. My Chinese Fortune Cookie message said, "You should never open a Chinese Fortune Cookie inside a Japanese Restaurant."




Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Summer's End Wake Boarding





Chris asked me if I wanted to try to learn to wake board before summer is over to which I replied "no, I don't think so, but thanks for asking." Chris asked if I was sure, that I should give it a try. I told him some people in the world are just not good at things like that. Chris told me that was silly and I could learn. I said "ummm...Chris...I can't even jump on a trampoline. Remember?" Chris said, "Oh, yeah."




My cousin Sarah. She is fearless and learned to Wake Board very quickly.
I love watching her try to learn new things.





Monday, September 24, 2012

Manon Rheaume

This is really cool NHL.com. Manon Rheaume played for the Knoxville Cherokees in the 90's. I saw her play. How is that for aging me.....lol

http://www.nhl.com/ice/news.htm?id=642005&navid=DL|NHL|home





Saturday, September 22, 2012

Hospital Baby Frames

I think that in hospital rooms for new moms instead of large framed photos of generic moms and babies handing on the walls there should be digital ones and the hospital could project you and your baby into the frame.




Photo: Great niece Mallie Belle Lovingood's 
feet in NICU at UT Hospital.





"Johnny's Cafe" Baseball


This is Daddy's "Johnny's Cafe" baseball uniform.  Daddy was the pitcher.  Around 1953.  One greatest things about working in the courthouse is all the people who come through that knew my parents. One old man came through last year to pay taxes. He told me "I was there the day your Daddy could have signed with the big leagues". I can't remember the team though.....I told the man I would love to have some old photos. We have lots of WWII Navy photos but I've never seen a photo of my Daddy playing baseball.





Scuttlebutt


Young fellow in the navy, when the talk begins to flow,
And you’ll find it does, my hearty, wheresoever you may go,
You will hear it in your quarters and you’ll hear it fore and aft;
They will tell you who is coming and who’s due to leave the craft.
Just remember mouths of sailors very seldom long are shut
And unfounded conversation is what’s know as “Scuttlebutt!”

When some “hasher” starts relating what he’s heard a “Striper” say,
Take it in, if you’ve a mind to, but don’t carry it away!
When the women get to talking, and it’s certain that they will,
Just remember sailors’ ladies are not famed for sitting still.
When you hit the sack, forget it! Better far your throat were cut
Than to use it to be spreading what is known as “Scuttlebutt!”

There’s a constant flow of chatter both ashore and far at sea
Touching when and where you’re bound for and what will or will not be,
But remember, boy, no matter what it is you may have hear;
In the navy nothing’s certain till the skipper gives “the word.”
Only brass hats know what’s doing. On the bridge alone they strut,
But from them you get your orders. All the rest is “Scuttlebutt!”

“Edgar Guest.”


(Photo: my daddy, Glen Maynard, WWII Naval Vet)


Daddy's WWII Navy Uniform

Lynette said Daddy's old WWII Navy uniform would be nice framed for my office in the courthouse. I found the dinner menu for the U.S.S. Ocelot, the discharge letter of thanks for his service, his registration certificate, a newspaper that I'm assuming was a ship newspaper called "Swallow Tale" from July 13, 1946, a poem about "Scuttlebutt", a map of Pearl Harbor from a newspaper showing the approximate locations of the ships units December 7, 1941 together in his Naval trunk, all of which would be nice framed as well. Wow, I love history and I know my sisters and I are all proud of and loved our Daddy.


Sunday, September 16, 2012

Cooking Star

Sometimes I wish I were a star on the Cooking channel. Then I could cook, make as big of a mess as I wanted, have the lastest gadgets and best appliances, my food would taste amazing and the most wonderful part is I'd have someone to clean up after me.....




Saturday, September 15, 2012

Tennessee Caves

Tennessee has more caves than any other state. They were used by the Cherokee Indian for refuge, civil war soldiers mined saltpeter, moonshiners stashed their moonshine, and in some areas were even used as shelters during the Cuban Missile Crisis.





Thursday, September 13, 2012

Retiaius

A retiarius was a Roman gladiator who fought with a net like a fisherman. When studying full skeletons of gladiators archeologists can tell those gladiators from others. The daily training and practice of swinging the net caused permanent wear in the shoulder bone of the retiarius.




Friday, September 7, 2012

Sad in Sports

There are few things more sad than a pitcher leaving a mound, a quarterback leaving the turf or a goalie leaving the crease before the game is up.





Thursday, September 6, 2012

Trampoline

Jumped on a trampoline for the first time since I was probably 17. Chris said "Good grief Marna. I wish you could see yourself. Where's the video camera? Don't hold your arms like that....." I said, "Don't double jump me. Don't jump that high...not that high...NOT THAT HIGH!" 
Chris, "Marna, you're like one foot off the mat."



Chris and Hank at Rusty's birthday party on UFC Fight Night





Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Tennis

While watching tennis tonight I told Chris players shouldn't wear bright shirts like the one guy had on. He said "why?" I told him I thought the other player could spot him easier and hit the tennis ball in the other part of the court-away from the bright color. Chris just laughed at me and said "I don't think that matters". I told him tennis is like duck hunters wearing camo. If I were one of those tennis players I'd have worn blue or green-the colors of the court tonight.