Unforgettable!

This morning Catherine Berry called to tell me that George Strait, a yellow Lab pup, and Catherine Zeta Jones, that we had rescued from the Kerrville pound earlier this month, have both found great homes! Catherine’s and David’s first two adoptions for us! Congratulations!

Tony and John went fly fishing today, after feeding the dogs and cleaning their pens. They even asked me to join them, even though they both know I’m not real talented when it comes to fishing, so I told them I would join them later. When I hooked up with them, they had caught several bass and branches! And, of course, they released the fish after catching them. I watched them fish for about fifteen minutes and then decided to come back to the trailer and wash dishes.

After fishing for over an hour—they quit. John went home and Tony and I went to Kerrville. We had two missions to accomplish: 1. Go out to eat at Acapulco, our favorite Tex-Mex Restaurant, and 2. Get groceries. I made a list of our two missions and then stuck the list inside my shirt pocket.

The reason we always write lists is because we seem to forget things. I am sure that it has to do with Tony being fifty-three, and me being fifty-six. I had a great memory up until I turned fifty years old! In fact, Tony was always teasing me for forgetting this or that, and when he turned the Big Five-0, his memory began slipping, too. And, now it has become no laughing matter, because we forget to tease.

Today, while eating our lunch, we told Raymond, our favorite waiter, that we needed to get another quart of their famous salsa—to go. This has become an ongoing joke between us, because on several occasions in the past, we have ordered the salsa and forgotten to take it home! In fact, a few weeks ago when Maribeth and I were eating there, I ordered a quart, and while we were eating, Raymond came out with the salsa attached to a string. When he put the salsa down on the table, he grabbed my wrist and tapped the end of the string to my hand and said, “There. I’ll bet that you don’t forget it today!

Well, right before we left the Acapulco today, Tony paid Raymond for our dinner and salsa, and Ray jokingly pushed the salsa right in front of Tony and said, “Now, don’t forget to take this.”

We all laughed and then I said, “Don’t worry, we are going to try our hardest.”

Raymond walked away with our plates, and then we sipped our tea and left. On our way out of the parking lot headed for number 2.—Buy groceries, Raymond ran out in front of our path, holding our quart of salsa, and waving his arms at us! Tony slammed on the brakes—barely missing him!

“Everybody inside there is laughing at y’all!” Raymond teased. “That woman at the table next to y’all’s, saw the whole thing. I’ve got a witness, and she’s a Deputy for the Sheriff’s Department! She saw me remind you and put the salsa right under Tony’s nose, and then watched y’all leave the scene of the crime without it! Thank goodness, she was watching y’all, because when y’all left, she grabbed your salsa, ran it over to me, and she never quit laughing! See y’all later.”

We laughed and drove away with our salsa. After getting my list and checking it twice, I scratched off eat at Acapulco, and then we went and bought a cart full of groceries. And, fortunately, I remembered to get into the regular line to check out instead of getting into the ten items only line— like I did last week, with twenty seven items. Wow! I can’t believe that I actually remembered doing that! I’m going to go tell Tony before I forget! Wish me luck!

P.S. Herb, I enjoyed talking to you! And, we are looking forward to seeing you and Karen!