Sunday, January 10, 2010

Sunday??? Again???

Boy howdy, where all these days go off to? Seems like just yesterday it were Friday, but hell no, it were Saturday. Sheesh!!!

Ain't no use talk'n bout the weather this morn'n. Same as every day. So boring. Here it is freez'n cold everywhere, people build'n snowmen, throw'n snowballs, frolic'n in the nastiest weathe we see in years and I have to sit here in shorts, a tee shirt and sandals. Oh well, somebody got to do it.

Hmmmm, I been sit'n here think'n bout the comment "honey" made yesterday. Let me see what I can say to ease her doubts of old Billy Bobs travels to Terlingua. I been retired (and RV'n) for 8 years now and in that 8 years only blogged for ONE....of which I made 2 trips to Terlingua in 2009. Yeah, they were short trips...bout a week each....it were so hot, there ain't no way hell gonna freeze over. In 2002, my first trip, I was tell'n myself, "I could live here". Then I went back in 2003 in the dead of winter, still tell'n myself, "I could live here". From 2003 to my first blog entry, I made another 5 trips to Terlingua. So there!!!

But, as far as living in Terlingua, don't gonna do it unless my health says to lay down the keys to "Sally da house". Gonna travel the wide expanses of our great country until I can travel no more. That's what full time rv'ers do.....ya know. But, old Billy Bob needs a home base. Some where to plant his feet when he not on the road. A little chunk of property he can call "home". To take off his shoes, lay back on "da porch" sip'n a cup and do some think'n. Terlingua would be perfect.

LOL to Walmart. "that's all I have to say bout that"....(GUMP)
Ya gotta love Walmart....everything a man could ever dream of, cheap prices, courteous employees, no wait'n in lines, acres of free park'n (for RV's) and all the free trash bags ya could ever want. You can eat there, brush your teeth there, sit in the lawn chairs when your feet get tired and marvel at the aisles and aisles of "stuff". Boy howdy, ya gotta love Walmart.

Well, I done run out of water when I were mak'n my first pot of coffee this morning. This time I had a jug full in the fridge....no dog water this time. Yeah, the water I picked up yesterday is still in the jugs in the back of "that jeep". Gonna pump them into da house right shortly.

Speak'n of dogs....last night we was eat'n dinner round the campfire and here come all the dogs. Even a few we never see before, all want'n a little bite of food. Beg'n. Well, Lug Nut was the worst of the bunch. He went from one dinner plate to the next and of course got a little bite at each plate. I threatened him with a stick, but he know I ain't gonna swak him, so's he just ignored my efforts. Crazy dog!!!

Ain't got a thing planned for the day.

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