Sunday, August 10, 2014

The Beat Don't Stop, And The Fun Never Ends!

Hi, Everyone!
 
Well, as you can tell by the title, the Joneses are still livin’ it up. As I said yesterday, if it’s a crime to have this much fun, then y’all should just go ahead, gather us all up, and throw the book at us!



So, as per the plan, we all fellowshipped at Gramma Jewel’s old stomping grounds—Ark of Safety Baptist Church in Memphis, Tennessee, and I want to state for the record that I had me a real good ol’ time today. The service was real good, and I’m talking from Sunday School all the way to the afternoon luncheon. You see, it was Friends & Family Day at Gramma Jewel’s old church—and incidentally, Great Aunt Donna was rather excited that all of us were en masse, because the person with the most invitees would win a golden trophy and a hundred dollars.



Yes, I know what y’all are thinking: “It’s a shame that Great Aunt Donna was in it for the money.”



Well, y’all may be right, but to be honest, I’m glad we were able to help her win… hahaha!



Also, Gramma Jewel received the biggest surprise of all: Her former pastor, the Reverend Franklin J. Austin, remembered her from way back when… oh, and lest I forget, Pastor Austin celebrated his 102nd Birthday just last week! Yes, y’all—I actually met a man who is in his hundreds, and he don’t look a day over sixty. And get this: He has full use of all five senses, he’s quick-witted, and he’s still driving! Pastor Austin’s great granddaughter told us that on a bad day, he drives seventy-five miles per hour… hahaha!



Please forgive the tangent, y’all, but I said all of that to say that Gramma Jewel was quite ecstatic to learn that her pastor is not only alive and well, but that he actually remembered her. Matter of fact, he referred to Gramma Jewel as “Little Miss Vivian,” and the fact that Gramma Jewel’s eyes lit up was enough of a sign.



I do apologize if this blog post is all over the place, but y’all really can’t blame me—I mean, I haven’t had this much fun since my summer vacation just last year.



Until next time, I’ll holla at y’all later.




Smooches,
Natasha

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