Daily Archives: September 21, 2015
It’s awfully quiet over there . . .
Our frack has been down most of the last several days, and that’s fine with us. Hopefully we can stretch this out until the Sunday before Thanksgiving, since this is always when we head back to the Houston area for the winter.
When the frack crew is done here, they’ll move right down the road to another site, and it would be nice to move with them, but you never know. So we’d like to see this one last as long as possible.
Tomorrow starts our second month here, and they’re apparently a little over 1/3 done, so that bodes well, I guess. So the more downtime for them, the better for us, I guess.
But downtime doesn’t mean a lot less traffic though. The same workers come and go, with the only difference being the sand trucks. But the sand trucks aren’t really a problem anyway, since it’s the same guys in the same trucks, so we just flag’em in and write ‘em down. Yeehaw!
The Priority Mail package I sent to the kids down in Friendswood finally got delivered today, five days late. But at least it got there. That’s something, I guess.
Jan and I have put out the word on the Gate Guard Facebook pages looking for a relief guard for 6 – 8 hours later this week. Our 48th Anniversary is a week from today, and we always try to get some time off for dinner and movie.
Shreveport is the closest big city, and only an hour away, so we’ll probably head over there for the evening.
Although our daytime weather is still in the mid 90’s, at night it’s dropping in the 60’s now. Enough so that I usually put on a long sleeve shirt sometime during the night. So I guess it’s kind of half Summer, half Fall. Of course when it’s down in the 30’s and sleeting in November, we’ll look back on this time fondly.
We needed ice, so I made a Carthage run this morning, with O’Reilly Auto Parts/ACE Hardware visits along the way, Coming home I made a Chicken Express stop to pick up lunch for us. Except it was more of a Fish Express stop since that’s what we both got.
Fried Catfish Fillets and Fried Okra for both of us. If that’s not a Southern meal, I don’t know what is.
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Thought for the Day:
“Any fool can commit a murder; a suicide requires a real professional.” – Genrikh Yagoda, Chief of the NKVD Russian Secret Police during the early 1930s
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