#57 Civil Rights Trail (Birmingham, Alabama)

Do you guys have that person out there that just always seems to root for you?  Well I am lucky enough to have many.  I spent last weekend with one of my biggest cheerleaders.  She always backs me...especially when it comes to this blog and my 1000 Places to See.  She is my kindred spirit and I love her.

My family spent a short weekend with her family in Birmingham, Alabama.  It is a town that I've never seen and her cousin happened to be graduating from Samford with a pretty major degree.  They were all kind enough to welcome my kid and husband and myself to the celebration.

Traveling with kids kind of exhausts you, but Natalie knowing that I had an agenda made it happen.  The kids were kind of happy, we had a little extra time, all seven of us piled in our cars and we showed up a tad bit late to the church for a tour.

The church I'm referring to is the Sixteenth Street Baptist Church.  You know those photos with the fire hoses and dogs attacking?  Well that happened right in front of this church.  It was real and it is sad.  The even sadder part is that those pictures aren't even what puts this church on the map.  There was a bombing that killed four very young and innocent girls.

Our group showed up very late.  Natalie and I took the elevator up to the sanctuary not realizing that they had already begun and we made such a huge ruckus as we entered the tour.  As we uncomfortably walk in with our small children, the reverend was already in the middle of his tour and  immediately welcomes us and asks us to have a seat without hesitation. Kent and Adam took the stairs and quietly joined us.  This tour is quite long and they even show a documentary video about the history of the tour.  As anyone with kids would expect, my child got a little rambunctious and I was in my own internal "keep the kid quiet stress" and I picked him up and started carrying him out of the sanctuary quickly and the man speaking insisted that I have a seat and that my child wasn't bothering anyone.

I just felt so incredibly welcome in a place where people came to meet and try and figure out how they were going to fight for the right to feel welcome in their own home.

Thanks Nat for rooting for me.

Road Trip

I'm looking forward to my road trip to Texas next week with Great Aunt Linda!!

Something to be said...

Something needs to be said about this... Although I'm not sure what.

Crushed!

In high school, people used to tell me all the time that I was a "natural athlete".  Little did they know what I was truly a natural at.  I will have you know that I found my true calling in life and it is Candy Crush.  I know, I know, you all play it and think your pretty good, but I have news...I'm a natural.

I simply impress myself everyday, all day, at how good I am.  I'll have you know that I didn't even put this game on my phone because I know myself well enough that I tend to have an addictive personality.  Lindsay is the culprit. She came for Christmas, she installed it on my phone and it has been bliss ever since.

Here's the problem, I have to get a new phone.  I will not be able to transfer my obsession to my new phone. I just passed level 305 and I cannot start again from the beginning...I just can't.  I have decided that this will be the end.  I'm crushed.  I am having a little anxiety about this and I don't know what I'll do with all my down time. Maybe I could clean, nah.  Get back into quilting...maybe.   Blog, I hope.  Read, possibly.  I guess we will see. I have about a week or two with my old phone and I plan on getting as far as I can.

I would like to thank Linds for putting this wonderful game on my phone and I would like to thank Candy Crush for existing.  This affair has been a real boost to my self esteem.

One question, what does it mean when I close my eyes that I see Candy Crush?