Ellises in the Southeast

Hi, y'all. Ellen, Marshall, and Andy have all converged in the Atlanta metro area this past week, and one of them is staying for good.

Trent and I helped Andy move into his third story apartment on Saturday, and then we helped him pick out his first store-bought couch, which was delivered on Monday. (I'll send pictures soon.) My folks arrived Saturday evening, and all five of us dined on tuna salad sandwiches and grilled chicken and pork chops on our back porch.

Since then, we've visited Andy's apartment in Duluth a few times (it's about an hour away, northeast of Atlanta), and he's stopped by here a few times to chow down on grilled burgers and dogs and homemade apple cake with butter cream icing and to teach Mom the basics of Guitar Hero. She can jam. Dad probably can, too, but he hasn't tried it yet.

Mom, Dad, and I have gone hiking around Kennesaw Mountain and Allatoona Pass over the past couple of days, and we toodled around Marietta Square and dined on Colombian tamales. In addition to mornings at the YMCA and lazy afternoons reading on the back porch and bird-watching, Mom and I are working our way through season six of Sex and the City on DVD, and we're all rooting for the kid from Blue Springs on AI.

That's the news from Georgia. Hope all is well in the Midwest.