The Cowgirl Sisterhood's Traveling Pants! or In Your Face!

Omg, today has been great. Tony and I worked this morning and when we came back home sweet Henry Standing Bear had stolen the roll of toilet paper out of the bathroom and the whole house looked like Henry had a poorly planned confetti-throwing party, inside The Cabin.

While Tony and Hazel, our purple Dyson Animal vacuum cleaner, cleaned up the shredded tissues I sent Mari an e-mail to make sure we were still meeting in the park this afternoon. And sure enough we were!

Not long after Henry's festive decorations had disappeared, it was time for us to take off for Kerrville, because I wanted to leave early, so we could take my mannequin and drop it off, at Wolfmueller's Books, so Jim & Liz could pick it up.

And while Tony was out in the barn locating my mannequin I decided, as a joke, to put two of my new label-less bottles, from the Cracker Barrel, inside my 501 Levi's jean's pockets that my mannequin was still wearing.

And here are the pictures I took of the Cowgirl Sisterhood's Traveling Pants leaving Big Foot Ranch and finally arriving at Sandy & Jon's Wolfmueller's Books.

And needless to say—people on the sidewalk and inside the bookstore stood back and thought it was hilarious watching Tony transporting the Cowgirl Sisterhood's Traveling Pants and they were all laughing as Tony marched past them as if carrying a mannequin was nothing unusual to do.

After Tony had put the mannequin back in Sandy's & Jon's office, for safe-keeping, we had a fun visit with our dear friends. Then we took off for the beautiful Louise Hays Park, so we could meet Mary and Autry, her awesome seven-year-old, award-winning, agility-trained, Australian Cattle Dog.

On our way to the park, I thanked Tony for carrying the jeans-wearing mannequin for me, so I could document the "traveling-pants" event and he mumbled something. 

So, I said, "Tony, I bet that you are the very first mannequin-toting man to ever walk down Earl Garrett Street, in broad daylight and you are probably the first to ever carry a mannequin into Wolfmueller's Books. You made history today, in Kerrville, Texas! That is so cool!" And while I continued to take pictures and feed the ducks and geese Tony started getting his camera ready, so he could take some more awesome pictures.

When Tony met Autry, a great, friendly, well-mannered dog, he said, "Autry reminds me a lot of Blue," As he and Autry became fast friends.

Mari and I talked non-stop as we strolled from bridge to bridge, as Tony and Autry walked silently with us. 

When we stopped to take a break, I started taking pictures of this magnificent dog. And when Autry came up close to the lens I took this cute picture of him, and I've titled it In Your Face!

And that is about it for today. Life is good. Thank goodness.

Y'all have a great evening and keep on laughing!

Silas!

Thursday and today have been great, but they have flown by like a whirlwind. Tony and I worked yesterday morning and it was a lot of fun working with Rob, in the kitchen.

Oh my gosh, Rob can cook anything and I stay in constant awe of his kitchen/culinary skills and the guests that stay at the beautiful Escondido Resort love his delicious meals so much that they are always begging him for his mouth-watering recipes. And unbeknownst to Rob, I am secretly hoping to steal some of his recipes even though he tells me the ingredients.

But my problem is when Rob gives me the ingredients he uses they seem to always go in one ear and out the other, before I can go home and write them down. And I blame this on being sixty-seven-years old instead of just being stupid. But who knows?

All I know is that the guests staying at Escondido are always taking pictures of his beautiful appetizers and entrees, before they clean their plates. In fact, when we are serving the guests Rob's to-die-for breakfasts and dinners—because of the camera flashes the dining room lights up and reminds me of being at a rock concert.

Yesterday after we got to work next door Tony and I came home, but we didn't stay long, because we were meeting Mari and Si, at the Louise Hays Park, at 1:30, so I could feed the ducks and geese. And we could go for a fun walk.

Mari normally brings Tex along when we go on our  talkative-walks, but this time she was bringing Si, her rescued Redbone Coonhound, to get him ready for an upcoming dog walk-a-thon.

Now don't tell Roy Rogers or Henry Standing Bear or Little Debbie or Big Al(ice) or Beau Bridges, but I instantly fell in love with Silas aka Si.

Si was so cool, because he was so well-behaved and he loved meeting all of the kids and other dogs in the park. Si is huge, too. In fact, he is as big as Henry or he might be even bigger. Bottom  Line: I am now a big fan of Redbone Coonhounds.

After our enjoyable stroll and before we adios-ed Mari and Si, Mari gave us a sack of her freshly baked raspberry shortbread cookies and they are absolutely delicious.

Last night Tony and I got to work with Rob  again, in the kitchen and yes, it was fun as it always is. But when we came back home we were tired and went to bed early. And I am proud to say that yesterday I did so much walking at work and at the park I set a new personal steps record!

This morning Tony and I got to work with Rob again, in the kitchen. And of course we enjoyed it and the guests would not quit raving about how delicious Rob's breakfast was. And once again, Rob gave me the ingredients and they went in one ear and out the other.

Early this afternoon Tony and I went to the big H-E-B, in Kerrville, to stock up on some groceries and then we came home.  While I was cooking us lunch—Tony was chopping firewood outside and after we ate we both took naps. And when I woke up I was hugging Henry and we were sleeping like spoons and Little Debbie and Big Al(ice) were snuggling next to my knees. 

And that is about it for tonight, because I am going to write for a few hours before going to bed. And I am planning on spending all day tomorrow writing, because I am so close to finishing my third novella.

Y'all have a great evening and keep on laughing!

The End!

Today has been great or at least if I keep saying that over and over again—it will be great. Actually today has been fine and the reason that it wasn't a great day is because I need sunshine and because I've almost totally forgotten what the sun looks like, because we've had too many cold, gray days. And this is all of the complaining I am going to do for now, because I always have so much to be grateful for.

Omg, last night I stayed up late with Roy Rogers, Beau Bridges, Henry Standing Bear, Little Debbie, Big Al(ice) and we watched Wonder, this incredibly great movie starring Julia Roberts, Owen Wilson and Jacob Tremblay.

Julia Roberts and Owen Wilson have always been some of my favorite actors and after watching this beautiful movie I am now adding Jacob Tremblay to that list, because this movie Wonder was so good that it touched my heart and I've thought about it several times today.

Anyway, I highly recommend watching this feel good movie and I am thinking about watching it again this evening. So if you are interested in watching this inspiring movie please click here to view the official movie trailer for Wonder.

Early this afternoon, after hibernating inside The Cabin for too many cold, gray days outside, Tony and I went to Kerrville to wash and dry our clothes, etc. Which means while doing the laundry we would get groceries at the big H-E-B and then go to Louise Hays Park, so I could feed the ducks, geese, King Tut and Tut-Two (Tut-Two-Common) and do some walking while Tony took some more awesome pictures.

And we had a big surprise waiting for us when we arrived at the park this afternoon, because when we went to feed all of my feathered friends. This is what we saw swimming to the shore.

I was shocked to see the six darling goslings with their proud mother Tut-Two, because I thought Tut-Two was a male. So before I even started to throw out some corn I renamed Tut-Two—Queen Tut. And here are a few of Tony's pictures of these six little cuties.

Here they are learning to dance the Tut-Strut with their mama.

And I've already named this handsome little fella, Ryan Gosling, because he is so good-looking.

And I call this one of King Tut-The End Is Near 

Y'all have a great evening and keep on laughing.

Two-Tut-Common! or Up Against The Wall!

Today has been great. Late this morning Tony and I went to Kerrville to run a few errands. Our first stop was at that great laundromat, Country Clean Laundromat, on Water Street.

While our clothes, etc. were swishing around in two Speed Queen tubs, we went to the big H-E-B on Main Street to get some groceries.

When our clothes, etc. were twirling around in one big dryer, we took off for Louise Hays Park and to our surprise, because it was trying to drizzle, a lot of people were there walking dogs, skating, bicycling, etc. But no one was feeding the lovely ducks, beautiful geese and King Tut and Tut-Two.

FYI: Since my last Duck Report I've renamed Tut-Two to Two-Tut-Common, because it makes me laugh and that is the way it sounds, with my Texas accent, when I pronounce the Egyptian King's name.

Anyway, as soon as we got there I race-walked to the ducks usual hangout and I am positive they recognized me—because they all came swimming and waddling as fast as they could towards me.

And because I am a little tired tonight from walking so much today I am going to show you some of my favorite pictures that Tony took today at the park. And I am going to put captions with each picture. So here we go!

MY FAIR-WEATHERED FRIENDS

HEY! WHO INVITED YOU

I'M NEW HERE. SO HOW DOES THIS WORK?

STUPID MALLARD

DID YOU CALL ME STUPID?

YES I DID! AND CAN YOU DO THIS?

UP AGAINST THE WALL

The reason I titled the photo above Up Against The Wall is because it looks like this duck is standing next to a wall. But it isn't. Actually, because there was some scattered bird poop on the sidewalk, I cropped it out and got this.

Well, not to brag (But to brag.) I had a wonderful time at the park and I walked to the Lemos Street Bridge and back, before Tony and left to go pick up our laundry.

As I mentioned earlier in the post about me being tired from walking today it is because I set a new record for myself. I walked in the park and then later this afternoon while carrying weights I did laps around the kitchen and big room while listening to my music. And needless to say our dogs thought I was a little loopy as I race-walked around them for nearly forty-minutes. And here is the proof! (And my dogs are killing me.)

Y'all have a great evening and keep on laughing!

Donald Duck!

Today has been great. Tony and I worked this morning and when we got back home we took off for Kerrville to run a few errands.

Our first stop was at the laundromat to wash two loads of clothes and while the washing machines washed—we went the next block over and picked up some groceries. And I made sure that we bought a bag of  birdseed with corn, so I could feed the ducks.

After we put our laundry into dryers Tony and I went down to the park, so he could take pictures, while I strolled from the Sydney Baker Street Bridge to the Lemos Street Bridge and back. And this time I remembered to take along my little Canon camera and a quart-sized Baggie that we had just filled almost to the top, with the birdseed mixed with corn.

I wasn't even out of sight of Tony when I stopped and took this pictures of the beautiful ducks, swimming around, in the Guadalupe River.

Then I headed down to the river bank, so I could feed the ducks and there was this precious, seven-eight-year-old, little, tubby girl, with her parents, who was running up and down the river bank trying to lure the ducks to come to her and these ducks were completely ignoring her.

So, I reached into my Baggie and flung a handful of duck food, near the water, and that did the trick. All of these rude ducks immediately high-tailed it to the food and they began to eat. 

The little girl screamed with delight, as she hid behind her parent's legs for duck protection. So, I threw the ducks another handful of food and watched the little girl start slowly approaching the ducks with caution. I guess because someone had told her that you can't trust ducks.

So, with her parents standing nearby and watching us, I said to the pleasantly plump child, "Will you please help me feed these ducks?" Her parents smiled and waved to me as their cute daughter came up to me. "Now, reach into the bag and grab a handful of food," I said. "Then toss the ducks some food."

The child reached into the Baggie and flung the duck food and then she screamed with delight, as the ducks race-waddled to get to the food first.

The little girl was so thrilled with the ducks' reaction, she looked over to her parents to see if they were watching and they were smiling and clapping their hands at her brave "Feed The Ducks" performance.

"That was fantastic!" I said. "The ducks love you! So why don't you feed them some more?" And that was the end of me feeding the ducks, because this adorable little girl grabbed my Baggie and fed the rest of the birdseed and corn to the ducks. And here is a picture of the ducks eating. And a picture of my boot and the ducks, to show you just how close these ducks got to us.

After I thanked the little girl for helping me and had waved to her parents, I took off walking again, but I didn't go very far again, because this time I saw a man walking a Great Pyrenees. So, I stopped in my tracks and took this picture.

Then I started race-walking in hopes to catch up with the man and his beautiful dog and I almost got run over by a kid, speeding past me on a skateboard. But it was worth risking my life, because I did catch up to the Pyr and the nice, good-looking, thirty-something man and I had a fun conversation with him about his female Great Pyrenees. And he let me pet her! 

After he and I adios-ed each other, I took off again. And on my way back from the Lemos Street Bridge to the Sydney Baker Street Bridge, I only stopped one more time to take a picture of the Lemos Street Bridge behind me and the Sydney Baker Street Bridge ahead of me, where Tony was waiting for me. 

When I met up with Tony, he asked, "What took you so long? Did you get lost?"

And I just laughed, and said, in my best Donald Duck voice, "No. I just had a great time. Let's get quacking!"

Y'all have a great evening and keep on laughing!

Henry Standing Bear!

Yesterday and today have been great. Sunday afternoon our dear, sweet friend Ann came to visit us. I've known Ann since I was eight years old. She and my awesome sister Cindy have been best friends since they attended junior high together, in Fort Worth.

Anyway, Ann came to see us and Tony and I had a blast seeing her and catching up with her latest news. Of course the time flew by for me, as we reminisced about the good ole days when we were young, lucky and carefree. And it seemed like we never quit laughing, because my back is still a little sore today. And just so you'll know—In my daily prayers, Ann is in the New Mexico region.

Last night, while I was watching reruns of Jonathan Winters, on the Tonight Show With Johnny Carson, on YouTube, Tony went outside to take pictures of the lunar eclipse. And when he came back inside he was all excited and he showed me some of his awesome shots of the full moon.

A little while later, Tony went back outside to photograph the moon turning red, so I paused the Tonight Show, grabbed my camera and went outside to join him in the fun. And needless to say Tony's pictures turned out incredibly great as usual and my pictures—were lacking in the awesome department.

This morning Tony and I went to Kerrville fairly early, so we could do some laundry, because we wanted to get back home, so we could finish his man-cave do-over.

While our clothes were in the washing machines—we were the next block over getting groceries and gas.

After our clothes began tumbling in the dryers—we drove down to the Louise Hays Park again, because last week we had so much fun there with Mari.

This time we had decided to go there, so I could walk from the Sidney Baker bridge to the Lemos Street bridge and back, while Tony stayed behind and captured more fabulous pictures with his camera. And here are two of the pictures that I took while strolling through the park, which is sad to say are not all that interesting.

My first picture is of a duck resting with a nearby squirrel hiding in the shadow. And the squirrel is directly to the left of the duck, but all you can really see of him is his tail. And I've titled it: Duck—Squirrel Tail! And yes, I know that it is lame, but what can I say, "It's boring?"

Okay, my second picture is much better than the one above and yes, I am totally aware that it wouldn't take much to be better than Duck—Squirrel Tail! And the title to this one is Mystery Squirrel. Or maybe it should be Rocky Standing Squirrel. Like Henry Standing Bear?

Anyway, as far as I am concerned these two, pathetic, park photos, only prove that my camera (I was using my iPhone camera instead of my trusty, little Canon automatic) is the only reason that my photos are not as good as they could have been.

This afternoon Tony and I finished renovating Tony's man-cave and the only thing left for us to do now is for me to do a little more decorating—sew him some manly curtains, etc.

As I finish writing this post tonight, in self-defense of my camera skills, I want to share my awesome, incredibly great photo of last night's red moon. And please note that this time I was using my regular camera. 

And I am sure that you'll agree with me that cameras  do make all of the difference in the world. My red moon is centered, about a quarter away from the top and I did that on purpose for special effects.

Y'all have a great evening and keep on laughing!