Meet Ryleigh, my great-granddaughter. I got to meet her for
the first time a couple of weeks ago. She is the best little
girl - always happy and smiling. I think
"Beautiful" speaks for itself...
Please visit TN Chick, the brains behind Photo Hunt!
Echoed by Amazing Gracie at 9:49 PM
So many clubs - so little time! Okay, settle in on one aspect of the word "club" and go for it...
1965 - Dateline, Tijuana
One of the things that came to mind was a rite of passage for kids in Southern California. You had to make a trip over the border to TJ (Tijuana) and act like a stupid American teen, wanting to avoid the Tijuana Jail (Kingston Trio). There were four of us: me, my husband and another couple. The other girl was in America on a visa from Belgium and we were all 18 years old. And terribly stupid!
Liquor and cigarettes cost nothing compared to prices in the states, so the idea was to get as many cartons of smokes and bottles of booze back across the border. But first? You just have to stop in a nightclub... We picked one that didn't look too seedy and sat down, ordered drinks. Then the show began. I've never moved so fast in my life, getting out of there, followed closely on my heels by my Belgian friend!
I will not even begin to tell you what we saw but it was more than enough for us to split! The guys took a little more time leaving the establishment but we managed to "smuggle" several cartoons of cigarettes and some booze back home.
These are things one never tells their mother because then, she'd wonder what else you'd been up to!
WORD OF CAUTION: Stay out of nightclubs in Tijuana, especially today. Heads are rolling down there - literally.
1. It's humid.
2. It's beautiful!
3. There are more restaurants than I've ever seen in one town and a Sonic on every corner.
4. The corn is as high as an elephant's eye!
5. The people are 100% nicer than in L.A. and I told the airline guy that. He smiled.
6. The servers in all of the restaurants we visited were absolutely friendlier than
in California! Should that surprise anyone?
7. The moon looks much larger - and it was full.
8. Don't ever drive on the freeway (turnpike) when buckets of rain, literally, are pouring off of
the freeway overpasses and your vehicle is making a wake!
9. Running down the street in a lightning storm is fun (and scary!).
10. Oklahoma soil is red.
11. Visiting the Oklahoma bombing memorial is heartbreaking and uplifting all at once.
12. Bricktown is awesome!
13. I will definitely return...Good Lord willin' and the creek don't rise.
I will be in the hot and humid town of OKC until next week. Just so y'all (practicing my twang)
don't wonder or give up on me, I shall return with all kinds of tales, I hope!
If luck holds I'm gonna get to meet a couple of fellow bloggers and can hardly wait!
See y'all (see, it's easy to twang!) next week.
Echoed by Amazing Gracie at 3:47 PM
I'm down on a lot of politicians on both sides of the fence. I'm not real happy with any of them.
But Little Johnny Edwards is really on my list (and I don't give a rat's pattootie what his party affiliation is!) - he's a rat. A dirty rotten, little spoiled rat. And a liar. And a cheater.
My heart goes out to Mrs. Edwards. Hers is not an easy path to take. She needs nothing more than a faithful, devoted partner at her side during this part of her life.
Was your career worth it, Johnny Boy?
Echoed by Amazing Gracie at 1:14 AM
That sure opens up a can of worms! There are so many ways to use the word "big" that I was stumped! Then, while looking through my photos, it came to me. My Nanday Conure, Spanky, has one ginormous beak that he has used to puncture numerous parts of my body. He really is a sweet bird and it's not the same thing as a dog biting out of meanness.
Basically, he nips me when he wants me to do something or if he thinks he senses danger. Little bugger. He will not let my hubman anywhere near him without pitching a horrific fit. We now understand that birds bond with one person - and it sure wasn't hubman he bonded with!
Birds are extremely intelligent. I got Spanky when he was two years old (hence the name, wasn't my choice) and the lady in the family was the one he didn't "bond" with and the husband had been told, "It's me or the bird, buddy!"
We also have a cockatiel, Spike, and the two are not compatible. I guess it's where the phrase, "birds of a feather flock together!" He does love to give and get kisses. Their beaks are very sensitive. Sometimes when he sitting with me he'll curl up next to my neck and sleep. Then he will place his beak right smack on my lips and make a kissing sound. Like I said, he's a sweetie.
When he's not putting his beak through my lip!
Yeah, I know - only an idiot would put up with such behavior from a "pet," and I guess you'd be right. I'm easy....
This is (was!) the view from my backyard until a developer bought the property and installed a ten foot brick wall! I'm glad I took this photo while I could! I did enhance it but it truly was beautiful, enhanced or not.