Holy Soaking Socks! I appreciated the rain that we've had over the last few days, but I'm pretty sure I'll need to get out on the mower and finish mowing whether I like it or not. Seriously, with a little flooding, the yard perks right up and the weeds grow in front of your eyes.
On Friday, I got to experience my first flooded area in Lytle. I stopped by the Lytle Oil Exchange to pick up half a yard of crushed granite to finish Eva's patio project (I'll tell you about it in a minute). First off, they looked at me like I was a nut for wanting to get materials in the midst of a monsoon. I said I would wait patiently by the huge pile of rock until they felt like it was dry enough to come out and load my truck. About 20 minutes later, seeing that I wasn't leaving, the guy jumped on his Bobcat, loaded me a scoop of the crushed granite and sent me on my way.
I took my usual shortcut through town and noticed a "detour" sign, but also noticed that all the cars in front of me were going around the detour sign. Like the lemming I am, I followed suit. Then of course, when I got further down the street and saw the river crossing the road - oh, and by the way, I should mention there is no river in Lytle - and a sheriff parked on the other side with his flashers on, I decided to make a u-turn in the street and go back the other direction. I'll be a law breaker all day long, speeding well above the posted limit and sometimes using the left lane even when I'm not passing, but I refuse to be the dumbass who has to be rescued from a low water crossing, no doubt being ridiculed by everyone seeing my face on the 10 o'clock news.
I ended up driving on Highway 132 all the way to Natalia, and frankly, it felt good not to drown or have to be rescued.
If it seems like a while since I've posted, let me simply report that I have been one busy little beaver. It is that time of year for all the government folks to spend all the taxpayers money, get contracts finalized and generally, work late every night. Eva will be glad when this month is over, and so will I.
I was prompted to remember that I had a blog this morning. We drove down to Devine and attended a fund raiser for the Wings and Reins horse rescue. They had a little rummage sale sort of thing and we bought a few nick-knacks. Jo, the nice lady who leads the effort remembered Eva from the time we baby sat horses for a few days. She laughed about the video I posted on the blog and and relived the good times. If you didn't see, check it out here and here.
Charlie Wants a Burger. They are located across the street from Pat O'Brien's if that helps. Actually, we sat out on the river walk dining area but kept track of the game through the window.
La Pasadita in Natalia and had a plate full. I like the place for breakfast, I like them for lunch, and now I am happy to certify them for dinner!
So you'll have to understand that my knees really, really hurt when I tell you that I mostly watched Eva re-do our front patio. You'll recall how excited we were when we Eva and her sister Liz put down the flagstone in March of last year.
I did actually get out and help shovel for a while until my knees really hurt, then I suggested we hire someone to finish the job.
So I think we are up to date here. I have to finish this up so I can let two little girls watch funny cat videos on YouTube. If you are grandparent, you know that the best thing ever invented was funny videos of little cats and little dogs, because no matter what kids want to do (like have me blow up the swimming pool or set up the bouncing castle, you can completely divert their attention with videos of cats and dogs doing silly things. That, my friends, is your grandfather'ing and grand-uncle'ing advice for the day.