Well, I'm A Long Tall Texan—I Wish!

Early this morning before Tony did his chores outside he and I went to Kerrville to eat breakfast at Randy and Lisa's Save Inn Restaurant. They make the best breakfast in town and to prove it, when we arrived their parking lot was nearly full and the restaurant was packed with happy people laughing inside. The reason that it is a happy place can be blamed on the sweet and funny waitresses and the good food. Not a bad combination if you ask me. And as always our breakfast was absolutely delicious.

After we left the Save Inn Restaurant we went to H.E.B. to get a few groceries and that is when things got a little weird and ugly. As Tony and I were walking to the store an old man probably about my age came walking out of the store nicely dressed but wearing shorts and it was twenty-nine degrees outside. Tony and I looked at each other and chuckled because we knew what each other was thinking—the guy was crazy.

When we arrived in the dairy section I just about had a cow when I saw an old woman probably about my age wearing just a sweatshirt and sneakers with rolled down black socks. We're talkin' no pants at all and the bottom of her dark blue sweatshirt just barely covered her bottom and she had varicose veins so bad her legs looked like a road map done by a drunk tattoo artists who had tried to connect all of her dots—it was not a pretty sight to see!

Everybody was staring at her and holding their breath as she casually lifted a quart of milk off of the shelf and then put it into her carry basket.  Tony and I looked at each other trying not to laugh and then we got out of there as fast as we could. As soon as we were three isles down and completely out of sight of her, near the frozen pizza section I said, "Tony, that woman wasn't wearing any pants! I can't believe it. Thank goodness the milk wasn't on a lower or higher shelf." Then we laughed all of the way to the bean isle.

When we got home at nine-thirty I helped Tony clean pens while he fed the dogs. Then I spent the rest of my day working on my book. Around four o'clock I went back into my office to try to find the picture I have of Molly Ivins and me because I want to put it into my book. After a ten minute search I found it along with a couple of hilarious pictures of me when I was young. They made me laugh out loud.

At four-thirty Kinky called to ask if he could come over so he could have a picnic with Toto. Ten minutes later Kinky was having a picnic on the front porch with Thunder, Little Girl, Hank and Toto. Here is picture that I took of the picnic.

When the picnic was over and our dogs were full of fried chicken I showed Kinky the photos that I had found. He loved this one of Molly and me that was taken in 1999 while she and I were visiting backstage at our first Bonefit.

Then Kinky laughed out loud when I showed him this goofy picture of my sister Cindy and me on my parent's patio, when I was a sweet sixteen. We were working on a dance routine for the song "Well, I'm A Long Tall Texan." Cindy is wearing the hat and I'm pointing a fake pistol at her. 

And Kinky nearly flipped out and then he started laughing when he saw me wearing a "Flip" hairdo at a party at my Uncle Howard's house. I was seventeen. My grandfather is the gray-haired man on the left standing by the door watching the man flirting with me.

Well, I hope that my pictures made you laugh out loud because I am still laughing about them. The Grammy's are fixin' to come on so I must end tonight's blog. I've gotta feeling that the Black Eyed Peas will win everything tonight and I hope they will.

Y'all have a great evening!

That Tonight's Gonna Be A Good Night...!

I have my salt lamp turned on and am listening to the talented Black Eyed Peas singing I Gotta Feeling. I love that song because it makes me feel so good. I first heard them sing it on Oprah's premier show for her new season and it gave me goose bumps then as it does now. As I type this both of my feet are tapping nonstop to the beat and I am nearly dancing in my chair! I swear that song can lift anybodies spirit. It is amazing!

Susan Boyle has just started singing Wild Horses and she is giving me goose bumps, too. Now, since my feet are no longer tapping and I've quit swaying back and forth in the chair I'm ready to write a few words about my day.

This morning was great. I got up really early, did all of my chores and walked six miles with Leslie Sansone before nine o'clock. Lisa came out and she helped Tone with his daily chores outside, while I returned phone calls and caught up on my paperwork. Thank you, Lisa!

After lunch our good friend and volunteer, Paul Emerson, came out to deliver boxes filled with coupons for dog food, that his friend Stephanie had rounded up for us. Thank you Paul and Stephanie!

Right before Paul left the rescue ranch, Judith Pannebaker showed up, so she could meet Nellybelle and take her for a walk, because she is thinking about adopting her. Tony and I had a nice visit with her. During our visit she told us that she is the editor for the popular newspaper, the Bandera County Courier and she offered to help the rescue ranch however she could. When I told her that I write a daily blog about the going ons out here, she told me that she will check it out and will possibly pull some of my stories for the newspaper!

After Judith had walked the walk with Nellybelle, she told us that she loved Nellybelle and was really impressed with her. Then she wrote a check and made a donation to the rescue ranch. Then she showed us two of her adorable little dogs, waiting patiently for her in her car. When Tony and I saw them they stole our hearts immediately. They were both rescued dogs. Doc Holiday, a Pug mix, that had the cutest under bite and who was obviously a little clown who knew how to pull heartstrings, and Johnny Ringo had eyes that could melt your heart. I wish I had had my camera with me so I could show them to you.

I gave Judith a tour of the rescue ranch. When she met Toby Keith I told her his story and it made her mad about him being abandoned. Before leaving the rescue ranch she told me that she was going to tell a friend about Toby Keith and just maybe they might consider adopting him.

After Judith left, Tony and I jumped into Buttermilk and went north without knowing that things were fixin' to go south for us. We had several errands to run, so we went to Walmart first to buy dog food. There were some pretty weird acting people in there that we have never seen before and I am sure it is because of Mercury being in retrograde. The next two places we stopped at were even weirder. It was like people were out of sorts or something.

Our last stop, thank goodness was at Wolfmueller's Books to see Sandy and Jon! We arrived at four-thirty. They were fine and acting normal like they always do. Fortunately, Mercury had not found the location of their great bookstore, yet. And within thirty seconds the four of us were laughing out loud. Thank goodness they had lifted our mood!

After Sandy and Jon had told us about a really cool drum seat that their friend had just purchased next door at Hill Country Music  I said, "Y'all have got to excuse me for a minute because I need to run next door, to buy a drum pad and drum sticks for my drum class, before they close. I will be right back."

"I'll go with you!" Jon said. He and I left the building and went into the store next door. As soon as we walked inside Jon said, "Hi. Cousin Nancy needs to buy a drum pad and drum sticks because she is going to take drum lessons. Where are they?" The man pointed to the back of the store and he then followed us to the drum section and was very helpful. Thirty six dollars and seventy cents later we were back in the bookstore visiting with T. and Sandy. Ten minutes before Sandy and Jon closed their store for the day Tony and I said our goodbyes to them so we could get back to the ranch. This is what I purchased at the music store today.

It is now nine twenty and I have to go to bed early so I can do the Harley Show live with Harley tomorrow morning, but before I do, I am going to take my drum sticks, drum pad, iPod and Bose iDock into the closet down the hall and play my drum with the Black Eyed Peas! I can't wait! I've got a feeling that I am going to enjoy it.

Y'all have a great evening!