Too Many Margarets . . .
Since it was spitting rain a good part of the day, Jan and I stayed inside and enjoyed our coffee and muffins in dry comfort.
Later in the morning I went online to the Post Office website to print out shipping labels for the last of our presents to be shipped out. About 2pm I drove into Columbus to drop them off at the PO. Then it was on into town to the HEB to pick up a couple of things before I headed back to the rig.
On the way back I checked out the Colorado County Oil facility. I’d passed it a number of times, but thought that this time I’d check it out. The $2.64 price for diesel was the lowest I’ve seen anywhere, or even heard about.
It looked like it was a co-op place, but I wanted to check so I stopped in on the way home. I wanted to be sure the diesel pump was open to anyone, and also to be sure this price wasn’t a ‘loss leader’ off-road diesel price. Turns out it is open to the public, and that is the real price. So I’ll plan on stopping there to fill up when we leave here next Wednesday to go back to Lake Conroe, or earlier if we get a call from Galveston Bay RV before then.
About 4pm we tagged up with Tom and Lily Christian and headed up to Ellinger for dinner at Peter’s BBQ. It was their first time, but lucky for us, they seemed to enjoy it as much as we did.
It started sprinkling again just as we got there, and a little bit later Jan and I were looking out the window at US71 when a car came by doing about 60, skidding backwards as he did several 360’s down the highway. Figure he tried to brake on the wet pavement and skidded. Kept waiting for the big ‘crash’ sound, but never heard anything, so I guess he was all right. The road is five lanes wide there so I guess that helped. Lucky for him because about 30 seconds later, a gas tanker truck came by in other direction. Glad they didn’t meet up.
Tom and Lily came over for awhile after we go home and we had a nice time, and pumpkin pie, talking about anything and everything. I know Tom has a lot of great stories about his time in the Army. Need to get him and Nick together.
Brandi sent over some more pics of Landon and Santa. As before Landon is just enthralled with Santa and won’t take his eyes off him.
Landon knows who brings his presents and he’s not taking any chances.
But these kids are a whole ‘nother story. The just want as far away as possible from the fat man in the red suit.
I think my favorite is the second one with the twin blonde little girls. The one on the left is telling her parents exactly what she thinks of the situation, and the smiling one on the right is thinking, “Boy, is she going to get in trouble, and I’m going to get all her presents.”
Finally, thanks to the number of you that corrected me that it was Margaret Mitchell that wrote Gone With The Wind, and not Margaret Mead. I certainly knew that, but I can only pled that it was almost 3am when I finished the blog, and that I met Margaret Mead in 1958 in Nashville, TN. My mother and I got to visit with her for a while, and she signed one of her books for me. So when I think of famous ‘Margaret’s’, she’s the first one that comes to mine.
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Thought for the Day:
All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy and Jill a rich widow.
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