Winter Texans going home

A POST FROM LULU
 

Turning AL in to a Texas cowboy.

  Where has the past four months gone? I was just resting comfortably in my magic recliner, you know the one?, the one that has the powerful seat that sucks you in and stops you from getting things done. That is my reason for not getting a pen and writing down our wonderful experiences on the road. Just four months ago, I had wished everyone a happy Thanksgiving from my last visit to my storybook. Thank goodness for my super good looking, sexy and brilliant husband (can you tell who is doing the typing here?), yes my great, handsome husband is always doing something at the computer, and it is not unusual to find him updating our Facebook pages with our Texas news journal events. In fact, we are so busy doing all kinds of things that we could have a regular monthly newsletter that could look something like this;

Waiting for our 1 lb burgers at
Gonzalez Burgers

Section A; Entertainment; Besides Lulu and AL entertaining at the Angler’s Nest clubhouse, we were invited to the Mercedes, TX AMVETS to their weekly fish fry on Friday nights.  There was a houseful of wonderful people that we met, and we enjoyed some “Scaryoke”, I mean karaoke, which some people, including myself, got to show off some talent.

Mr. Stan's apple pie

Section B: Restaurants: I do not know where to begin. If you have seen our Facebook pictures, you might think that is all that we do. Giant burgers in Donna, TX, homemade cake and cookies from our neighbor Ms. Darlene,
and she was so kind to even knock on the door and ask if AL had any diabetes issues, yeah right….  Then there is Stanley, who you might see on one of our videos on Facebook.  Stanley came by on one of our very cold days, when it dropped from 85 to 55, with a hot homemade apple pie. He is the park’s pie maker and all the women love him because he is as sweet as pie. He is soft spoken, and frail and his smile is bigger than his whole body.

Kissing the bride again.

Section C: Places to go: I could run out of ink if I would write about all the places we have been to. You all know the softy that I am when it comes to all the special places that stay engraved in my heart. Especially those romantic spots that our footprints have been left behind, like “Lulu’s Homeport” in Alabama on Valentine’s Day. Al and I renewed our wedding vows there on a surprise date out. I don’t think the ink on our original vows have had a chance to dry yet. I mean it has only been a year. But, it was a very warming ceremony to recreate over again with my best friend.

Cleaning the catch of the day.

Wherever we go, whether it is outside in the sun, sometimes in the rain, flea markets, picnics, or just sitting on the magic furniture, as long as I can feel the sunshine on my face, and keep my feet on the ground, literally, I know that this dream will never end. There really are too many places to get in to details, but there are always first times for us, wherever we go.  In fact, Al went on his first pontoon fishing expedition with some RV park buddies, and although I was invited, I took a rain check. I still have nightmares from my “Carnival Cruise gone bad” in 2004 during a sunny day; a rogue wave tipped the ship over enough for the lawn chairs to slide off the eighth floor balcony. The Captain had it all under control and got us back safely, just as Al got back safely with 56 fish amongst 5 fishermen. Good job.

The bugs are not this big,
but there are big spiders, mostly
in holes in the ground, and the
big boys are always digging
them up for play pets??

It is nearly midnight and I can see the fireflies outside the back window on this muggy and buggy night. You need to buy stock on insect repellant as we have bought just about every kind. Everyone has a remedy to keep away the mosquitoes, like rubbing vanilla on your body. So why do I still have bumps that itch like heck and I scratch until they bleed? And I smell like a sugar cookie that attracts ants.

It’s all good, since we will be heading to Mexico soon, and I can try rubbing tequila and lime on my limbs. Wait, that has nothing to do with bugs. I think it is a country song that goes “what goes on in Mexico, stays in Mexico”. Just ask Tobey Keith.

Adios mi amigos.

Baby ducks for sale at the
77 Flea Market in Brownsville, Tx

And by the way. May you all have a blessed Easter Holiday.  We will be having Easter dinner with our RV park hosts, Linda and Pat, and whomever may be left here at the park.