I often open my mouth these days and hear my mother's words come pouring out. How is it we use the same words as the last generation when we thought we were so different?
But my brother Russell has me beat...he not only sounds like my father, he has become him! The picture above of Russ could easily be mistaken for a picture of Dad at that age. Same tall stance, same cowboy boot strut, and same slight paunch taking over where , unlike me, he was always slim and trim. Funny how time slips away.
We left our car at the dealership to get it serviced today, so I took Gampy to work. On my way into town this afternoon to pick him up, I had to get a shot of the pretty sky.
Long ago and far away in the Northwest, when Gampy and I started dating and we were talking about visiting his parents in Texas, I said "let's go before it gets hot." Even though it was only May, he said "Too late!"
I thought he was kidding back then, but having lived in Texas for over 5 years now, I can tell you there really are four seasons in Texas: Hot, Hot, getting a little cooler, and gonna get hot soon. I love Texas weather from mid-October to mid-May. The rest of the year I wish I had a cabin by a creek in the hills in some other state...probably Alaska.
If you're interesting in changing junk to "junky-home-decorating-stuff" (my dear husband's description), then I invite you over to my new sister blog: http://oneofmeiscrazy.blogspot.com
For ease, you can click on it in the blogroll on the bottom, right-hand section of this blog. Sorry, if I knew how to make a link for you here, I would be writing a different kind of blog!
If you stop by One Of Me Is Crazy, you will see my failures, as well as my successful makeovers in the coming days. You will find out how a paint blob on the floor can save you the chore of repainting a whole room.
If you're not interested in my home projects, please continue to join me here for future updates on my rantings on life. I've been taking it easy and thinking up all kinds of crap I hope you will find entertaining.