I don't rekon 42 degs is too bad for a night time temp. That what it were when I got up this morn'n. As far as I know, I slept pretty good too.
We got it pretty good right here in the good ol' US of A. With all the stuff what's go'n on in the world and right here at home too, people are still go'n on with their lives like nuttin was happen'n. Ya gotta look really hard to see the 23 million what are out of jobs, liv'n on the streets, don't have no food....stuff like that. People are buy'n brand spank'n new cars, go'n out to eat at some fancy restaurant, spend'n gazillions of dollars for Christmas presents....liv'n high on the hog. Kids out of control with their hi-tech cell devices that costs hunnerts of dollars. Amateur golfers buy'n new gold plated golf'n balls. Where the hell all this money com'n from if'n we are so broke, an' ain't got no job......? Let's not get political with this....OK????
I remember one Christmas, not too far in the past, I were slap broke. Barely make ends meet. I had a good job at the University of Texas, but I were still broke. My 2 youngest kids was liv'n with me after the divorce and they wanted, and deserved, a nice Christmas. But I strapped for cash. We decided on one gift each and a cheap Christmas dinner. At the store, I fount this duck. Ham was too expensive and we didn't like turkey. Christmas duck....that gotta be good. I ain't never cook no big ol' duck before.....what could possibly go wrong. Have ya ever tried to eat the soles off'n a pair of old shoes??? It were tough....grease run'n out it...I ain't lie'n. For gifts, we each exchanged our most precious possessions with each other. Angela was in tears when she opened her present from Daniel. It was his favorite green shirt that she so desired. Now that was a Christmas I'll never forget. Nuttin but love, togetherness an' that old tough duck. By the way, we went out to eat. Throwed the duck in the dumpster.
Yesterday afternoon I was sit'n here and I got a thought. Go swak some golf'n balls. Then I got to think'n bout the OFM Barney over there in the Big Bend....freez'n his butt slap off up there in the mountains. I betcha he's bout ready to head back to the gulf coast, where it bout 20 degs warmer, an' go swak some golf balls with the old Billy Bob. A little later, my computer go "ding....you got mail". It were Barney....be here in the morn'n. Now tomorrow (friday), if'n it ain't rain'n, an' wind ain't blow'n a hunnert mile a hour, an' the sun is shin'n, we gonna be swak'n golf'n balls in Sinton, Texas. Yeee haa!!!!
That Christmas you are talking about are the way they should all be. Glad Barney and you will be getting back together again. Suppose you will also do some fishing. Have fun.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad to know that Barney is heading your way. I agree with you about Christmas. We aren't "exchanging" gifts this year. Have agreed that it's foolish to buy things just for the exercise of buying them.
ReplyDeleteI grew up the oldest of 8 kids. Since I was 4 years older, and times were hard, I didn't have much of a "childhood". Think that's one reason I hear so much of what you say. (When I was going off to college on a scholarship, my mother asked me if I resented that fact. I was surprised to know that she was aware of it!) Anyway, back to the subject of Christmas. When I was 14 I told my mother---who was Santa Claus---not to get me anything. So little money and so many kids. She did what I asked. I've never forgotten how I felt. Yes, the other kids at least had something. But I still felt mighty down. Mother must have felt bad, because a few years later she did a flip. I got something really expensive (for us) and the other kids didn't fare so well. Then I felt guilty. Can't win!
Was nice to hear that your kids knew what it was all about. Lucky for you that you did have a good job. I think my husband and I did what lots of our generation did. We came from extreme poverty---both of us learned the hard way what it was to be hungry with no food available. So, we limited ourselves to two kids and spoiled them rotten. They never experienced doing without. Now they are spoiling their own kids--with some help from us. The other day a commenter on a blog said that there is sometimes a greater loss in having more things rather than in having fewer. I think she was right!
Hope you have a wonderful time golfing! In warm weather! Rose
Even in Big Bend NP and Terlingua there were HELP WANTED signs all over the place. Jobs are there for the taking.
ReplyDeleteYour children were lucky in that they got to experience what the real meaning of Christmas is. Bet that is one Christmas they will never forget.
ReplyDeleteDon't think you will get to play golf tomorrow...that is if you believe the weather guy.
Thanks for sharing that Christmas story with us. I think that was a real heartfelt Christmas for sure!
ReplyDeleteGood luck on the golf course!
My happiest Christmases were when I was young and there wasn't much money to go around, much less to buy a lot of presents. Love trumps presents any day. I ate duck once in my life and I agree with your description of it.
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