I am ready for spring...
How may reasons can I think of that I am ready for spring? Just the good ones now, I'll leave off the stuff about baby birds and blooming flowers since you guys know how damn sensitive I am.
I'm tired of old winter clothes. I got a bunch of nice short sleeves, t-shirts and shorts. My old drabby long sleeves make me look like an old man. Ok, I walked into that one. I am an old man. And when I layer with the t-shirts I look like a sausage.
The farm road to the house, through the wisdom of the Texas Highway Department, has been reduced to a wagon trail. There have been days lately when it rained and I did not think my little car would make it. It's a stretch of road that begins when my blacktop meets the highway and does not reach solid ground for about two miles. I have taken to sometimes driving to Huntington and then to Lufkin, adding up to 10 miles to each days travel. The cars are covered in mud. Can't be good, that much weight, 192 pounds of mud on my little car (46 pounds) is bound to be a strain on the tranny, which I am sure is only engineered to the specs of car weight. The manual says DO NOT PULL ANY LOAD WITH THIS CAR. My wife is driving the truck, that proud woman is invincible in the mud. Speaking of mud, that road base stuff drys and drops off in the garage. There is more mud in my garage than Davy Crockett had on his feet when he trudged through Nacogdoches that long ago spring on his way to the Alamo.
By next weekend I will have been through a strecth of about 25 days of work and school with only about 1 and 1/2 days off. On one of those half days, last Saturday, rain was a threat. We trailered to the lake only to find the Hanks Creek ramp closed due to high water. I have never seen that before, the ramp referred to as "Big Hanks" is closed a bit of each spring, but never "Little Hanks." We headed to Monterary Park, only to have the skys dump out on us so we headed home without ever launching the boat.
For those of you who have booked a trip with the older you will get catch your own supper service I hope we will be able to find a stump to tie up to by late July or so. No fish, you get a big screen TV.
What else is there? Make your own list, use mind, or hand me some whine. I need some bright days.
I'm tired of old winter clothes. I got a bunch of nice short sleeves, t-shirts and shorts. My old drabby long sleeves make me look like an old man. Ok, I walked into that one. I am an old man. And when I layer with the t-shirts I look like a sausage.
The farm road to the house, through the wisdom of the Texas Highway Department, has been reduced to a wagon trail. There have been days lately when it rained and I did not think my little car would make it. It's a stretch of road that begins when my blacktop meets the highway and does not reach solid ground for about two miles. I have taken to sometimes driving to Huntington and then to Lufkin, adding up to 10 miles to each days travel. The cars are covered in mud. Can't be good, that much weight, 192 pounds of mud on my little car (46 pounds) is bound to be a strain on the tranny, which I am sure is only engineered to the specs of car weight. The manual says DO NOT PULL ANY LOAD WITH THIS CAR. My wife is driving the truck, that proud woman is invincible in the mud. Speaking of mud, that road base stuff drys and drops off in the garage. There is more mud in my garage than Davy Crockett had on his feet when he trudged through Nacogdoches that long ago spring on his way to the Alamo.
By next weekend I will have been through a strecth of about 25 days of work and school with only about 1 and 1/2 days off. On one of those half days, last Saturday, rain was a threat. We trailered to the lake only to find the Hanks Creek ramp closed due to high water. I have never seen that before, the ramp referred to as "Big Hanks" is closed a bit of each spring, but never "Little Hanks." We headed to Monterary Park, only to have the skys dump out on us so we headed home without ever launching the boat.
For those of you who have booked a trip with the older you will get catch your own supper service I hope we will be able to find a stump to tie up to by late July or so. No fish, you get a big screen TV.
What else is there? Make your own list, use mind, or hand me some whine. I need some bright days.
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