After they finished brunch my sister said "We'll be wanting you to cut our cake at the table please." She so funny!! There was plenty left over for us servers, Barb (the owner's wife) and the guests of honor. Len bakes a mean cake.
Massey's roomie's mom brought some blackout curtains and a curtain rod by for the girl's dorm room which gets full sun through a huge window so after work I went for a short visit. The bartender at work wanted to go with me, got off when I did and actually HAS a car, unlike me so it worked out great! We zipped up there in no time in her cute little Scion. We parked in the lot next to the dorm. It said $6.00 on the sign and said to put the money into a slot on one of those big self pay boxes. We were in space number 41. I went to put the money in but the numbers started at 101 and went up to 180. I told her what the heck, we weren't staying long, lets just go get the girls and take them to dinner.
If I was worried about Massey's safety (which I am) fears were quickly put to rest when we stepped into the lobby of her dorm. I told them I was there to see Massey Cotton. They told me she had to come downstairs to check me in. When Massey got there, I had to surrender my drivers license, give them my cell phone number and after scrutinizing my ID had a bracelet taped around my wrist. When you get in the elevator to go up to her floor, Massey has to scan her card before the elevator will work. So I had to wait in line for a minute or two, I'm down with that...just keep my girl safe. Even when students come into the lobby, they have to stop and show their ID before going to the elevators. I like it!
We went up to their room and hung the curtains for them. We had the door propped open and I bet at least four people stopped by and said hello to the girls, one of them even said "You must be Mrs. Cotton, nice to meet you!"
I'm thinking I like this place!
I was worried about my friend's car and would hate to drive back to Newnan with her car booted. I remember a Simpsons episode when Homer's car got booted and he drove home anyway with the car kerplunking over the boot. Click on the video.
Her car wasn't booted so we all piled in and went to the Varsity for a lube job. We ordered our food when my friend decided to add a F.O. to her order. That would be a Frosted Orange, a frozen specialty at the Varsity. She told the girl behind the counter "That's $2.39 extra." The girl said "How'd you know that?" My friend said it was on the menu board behind the girl's head, but I chirped right in, pointed at my friend and said "She used to work here." The girl said "For real?" I almost said "Fo shizzle!"
Let me just state here that I have been eating at the Varsity since the sixties and have NEVER seen a white person behind the counter at the Varsity taking orders. Giving them, maybe. It's mostly African Americans and Indians ( dot not the feather).
We ate our deliciously disgusting food and had a great chat. We took the girls back to their dorm taking the scenic route. Downtown Atlanta is an amazing and beautiful city. I'm elated that Massey has this opportunity and know she will make the most of it. We illegally parked again in the lot and walked the girls back to the front door of the dorm.
Hugs all around, kisses and hugs again.
It's crazy, but I'm okay with this so far. I thought I would be a wreck but feel really good about the security. If they are ever anywhere on campus and feel uneasy they can make a call and be escorted home by campus police. Buses for the school run every ten minutes and you can't get on one without scanning your card.
It takes a little time to get into her dorm to see her but I appreciate the extra effort.
She starts classes tomorrow. I have a good feeling about this. It's not been easy getting her this far but know in my heart she will take and appreciate this opportunity, make us all proud and go far in life.
HUGE shout out to my brother who helped make it all happen. Huge shout out to my sister and bro in law who loaned me a car tonight so I can start my new job this week. Just a general shout to everyone who loves and cares for me, I am one extremely stinking lucky person.
Life is good, God is good and I am blessed beyond belief! It's a wonderful thing to be loved.
Til next time...COTTON