Friday, June 13, 2008

Day 16: Potatoes and Necklaces

Hi Everyone! I want to say a quick THANK YOU to:

Stephanie -- My faithful blog commenter and reader :) I'm glad you're sticking with me! The Meteora pictures do look like they can't be real, hum? I think that was the purpose...having the monasteries so high in the sky...to make them look untouchable!

Jackie -- Thanks for helping Grandma

Deb -- I love that you're keeping everyone updated!

Mom and Elizabeth -- I miss you and am glad you're commenting. It's so nice to hear from you all!



Today's posting is short, but requires you to be interactive. We went to a modern art museum and the whole theme was making the artwork speak to you. So I've posted a picture and I want you (in the comments) to tell me what it makes YOU think about. I will tell you my suspicions on Sunday when I post next (I will be away from my computer for a bit because we're becoming "weekenders" and going to Ouranoupolis tomorrow, which supposedly has the best beaches ever! So I will spend my Saturday in my swimsuit and Sunday boating around the islands!)

See you all Sunday. Let me know what you think about the potatoes and necklace (the more creative the better)!

Cheers,
Ms. G

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hi Janna,
I feel like I'm on vacation in Greece! It's so much fun to read about your travels and know that you are having a great time. I'm sorry to say you WOULD NOT have won any races in the Olympics if that's your full running capabilities.

Deb

Merlajean said...

Ok--here's the true story behind the potatoes and the necklace:

A poor but beautiful woman had three children. There was no food for them and they were starving. In order not to look like a beggar/thief the woman put on her best dress and strung the beautiful blue pearl necklace her deceased husband had given her around her neck. As she walked through the country she spied a field of potatoes. Looking around and seeing no one, she quickly dug three potatoes--one for each of her children. As she straightened up she found herself looking into the eyes of a tall, dark and dashingly handsome man. Embarassed, she turned to run but tripped on a rock and fell. The three potatoes scattered but, worst of all, her necklace broke and scattered on the ground. The man gently helped her up, brushed off her skirt and escourted her home. A year later, on their first anniversary, he presented her with three potatoes and a new blue pearl necklace.