Kinky! Kinky!

This morning, at 5:30, after having fed our cat and six dogs—I was in 'the big room' starting to walk with Leslie. I know that sounds awful early to exercise, but I had to, because Kinky and I were meeting some good friends for breakfast, in Kerrville at 9:00. By 6:18, I had done the four mile brisk walk, and had started to do the easy one mile walk—and it was still dark outside. As my dogs and cat snoozed—I cruised through the easy one mile—fifteen minute walk!

After I had done that, I showered, dressed, made up the bed, started a load of laundry, and then phoned Kinky to wake him up—I got his machine. "Kinky! Kinky! It's Nancy! Wake up!" I half-hollered into the phone. "Gooie, Brownie, Chumley, Perky—wake Kinky up! I'll call back in five minutes." Then I hung up the phone.

Four minutes later, my phone rang. I let the machine take the call, because I was in the process of pulling organic fruits and veggies from the fridge, for our morning 'Super Smoothie' breakfast. "Nance," Kinky said, talking in his sleep. "I'm up. Thanks for the wake up call. See you at nine." Click.

Tony came home earlier than usual, because he knew I was leaving for Kerrville around 8:25. We drank our healthy breakfast and talked about the garden, and the forty percent chance of rain today, as I cut and pasted stamps on the latest Publisher's Clearinghouse Sweepstakes official entry form, which I planned to mail, after having breakfast in Kerrville.

At eight-twenty-three, I was fixin' to go out the door with another winning Sweepstakes entry letter, in hand, when Tony said, "Nancy, please be careful and have fun. It looks like it is fixin' to start raining, so please come back as soon as you can. I love you." Then he kissed me on the cheek, because it is still not 'safe' to kiss me on the lips, because of my newly straightened front tooth! Laugh out loud—he is so sweet to put up with me!

I told him that I loved him, and then he walked me out to Buttermilk, and opened her door for me. "Have fun, now, Nance. And, please tell everyone I said hello. And, please don't forget to turn on your cell phone."

(It is now nine-thirty at night, as I am writing this. Rick and Leisa just called me from Port Aransas! We had a fun visit and they said to tell all of y'all hello!)

Okay, back to my story. Buttermilk and I arrived safely at the restaurant—on time! Kinky met me in the parking lot, and then we went inside to find our friends, sitting at a table, waiting for us. Everyone ordered huevos rancheros, but me. I just ordered a cup of coffee, since I had drank my breakfast earlier. The conversation was fun and filled with laughter! They cleaned their plates, and then it started to rain! We're talking a thunderstorm with pelting rain!

After saying goodbye to our friends, Mr. Green Jeans and Kinky went left on Hwy. 27, and Buttermilk and I went right—right to the Post Office sub-station by Blockbuster. Then we came home.

It rained most of the day, so I spent the hours doing paperwork and returning phone calls and e-mails! We ended up getting over an inch and a half of rain! Yeah!

Y'all have a great evening! Goodnight Rick and Leisa and Squirt! See y'all soon! And please tell John, that we can't wait to visit The Tarpon bar, that he is now working at. It sounds really cool! It has an outdoor bar, with bands playing on the weekends!