Friday, November 4
We are settling in. Today I am catching up on laundry but I am taking time for a line or two. We are on Lot # 54 this year. It is shady and roomy and not very far from Bill & Jo's place. We can look out our front window and see their front door. We are much happier with this spot than the one we had last year.
Phoons from Around the World
Ray T. sent me this site and I think it is funky and fun! Phoons from Around the World
Thursday, November 3
Thanks to Karyn for this one: HAVE YOU EVER BEEN GUILTY OF LOOKING AT OTHERS YOUR OWN AGE AND THINKING, "SURELY I CAN'T LOOK THAT OLD?" WELL.... YOU'LL LOVE THIS ONE!
I WAS SITTING IN THE WAITING ROOM FOR MY FIRST APPOINTMENT
WITH A NEW DENTIST. I NOTICED HIS DDS DIPLOMA, WHICH
BORE HIS FULL NAME.
SUDDENLY, I REMEMBERED A TALL, HANDSOME, DARK-HAIRED BOY
WITH THE SAME NAME HAD BEEN IN MY HIGH SCHOOL CLASS SOME
40-ODD YEARS AGO. COULD HE BE THE SAME GUY THAT I HAD A
SECRET CRUSH ON, WAY BACK THEN?
UPON SEEING HIM, HOWEVER, I QUICK DISCARDED ANY SUCH
THOUGHT. THIS BALDING GRAY-HAIRED MAN WITH THE DEEPLY
LINED FACE WAS WAY TOO OLD TO HAVE BEEN MY CLASSMATE.
HMMM, OR COULD HE?
AFTER HE EXAMINED MY TEETH, I ASKED HIM IF HE HAD
ATTENDED LINCOLN HIGH SCHOOL.
"YES. YES, I DID. I'M A MUSTANG', HE GLEAMED WITH PRIDE.
'WHEN DID YOU GRADUATE?" I ASKED.
HE ANSWERED, "IN 1959. WHY DO YOU ASK?"
"YOU WERE IN MY CLASS!" I EXCLAIMED.
HE LOOKED AT ME CLOSELY. THEN, THAT UGLY, OLD, WRINKLED,
BALD-HEADED FART ASKED,
"WHAT DID YOU TEACH?".
I WAS SITTING IN THE WAITING ROOM FOR MY FIRST APPOINTMENT
WITH A NEW DENTIST. I NOTICED HIS DDS DIPLOMA, WHICH
BORE HIS FULL NAME.
SUDDENLY, I REMEMBERED A TALL, HANDSOME, DARK-HAIRED BOY
WITH THE SAME NAME HAD BEEN IN MY HIGH SCHOOL CLASS SOME
40-ODD YEARS AGO. COULD HE BE THE SAME GUY THAT I HAD A
SECRET CRUSH ON, WAY BACK THEN?
UPON SEEING HIM, HOWEVER, I QUICK DISCARDED ANY SUCH
THOUGHT. THIS BALDING GRAY-HAIRED MAN WITH THE DEEPLY
LINED FACE WAS WAY TOO OLD TO HAVE BEEN MY CLASSMATE.
HMMM, OR COULD HE?
AFTER HE EXAMINED MY TEETH, I ASKED HIM IF HE HAD
ATTENDED LINCOLN HIGH SCHOOL.
"YES. YES, I DID. I'M A MUSTANG', HE GLEAMED WITH PRIDE.
'WHEN DID YOU GRADUATE?" I ASKED.
HE ANSWERED, "IN 1959. WHY DO YOU ASK?"
"YOU WERE IN MY CLASS!" I EXCLAIMED.
HE LOOKED AT ME CLOSELY. THEN, THAT UGLY, OLD, WRINKLED,
BALD-HEADED FART ASKED,
"WHAT DID YOU TEACH?".
Wednesday, November 2
A Live Oak at Ft Clark Springs near Brackettville TX. Fort Clark Springs is a private community owned by the people who live there. It warrants explanation because many people feel it is still an active base. It hasn't been since 1946! It is a secluded yet very active place. If the hustle and bustle of the Rio Grande Valley is becoming too much for you it would be a good place to consider for winter living. It is a shame more people do not utilize it.
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