We had the day planned, we were going to visit the Maclay Gardens to get a small bit of exercise and see acres of camellias in bloom, then to the Natural Bridge Battlefield, because Beau is a history buff, then a jaunt through the Mary Brogan Museum of Art, where there is a Kinsey exhibit in progress. But, we woke to a very steady rain. So, it was a quick replan of the entire day, since the Museum didn't open until 1pm on Sunday.

Halted the day in Tampa and checked into our hotel. The Saints/Viking Game was a must see and we parked our behinds at the bar of Outback Steak House, where we ate, drank and cheered on The Saints.
Rick Rack: I picked up 14 packs of Rick Rack at the flea market for 10 cents a pack. Couldn't beat the price and it seemed a fun thing to do. It reminded me of 2 years ago when we were at my sisters in Powell and I found Rick-Rack in her sewing room and gave her a bunch of s**t about it. Rick-Rack is a memory of Mom. Our mother, who is she hadn't had to figure out how to raise four of us kids on minimum wage would have been a fashion designer. Mom could design and sew us cute, and sometimes remarkable dresses, and then ruin the entire thing by adding in rows of rick-rack for decoration. I've been on an Rick-Rack revolt for years. And, some of ths batch may date back to then ... a couple are showing the original price of $0.13. Here's thinking of you Mom.
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