Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Spring in Texas








It is time for a quick update to the blog. All of sudden we have only about three weeks to go until it is time to head for home and this week promises to be very busy, so I best try to do it today.

Spring is definitely here in the Rio Grande Valley of Texas. Temps are very warm here and there is just that “feeling of spring’. I just hope I can get that same feeling when we come home – we hope that a lot of the snow is gone by then!

The violence just south of the border in Mexico has continued to increase again lately, with many gun battles between rival drug cartels. They are really worried that this could spill across the bridges into the U.S. I feel sorry for the people who live and work in those towns – for them there is no escape.

My favorite activity is still line dancing – regular time is three times a week for about 2 hours, but sometimes we get together on someone’s driveway or even the street to learn another new dance or just practice (next week we will be dancing for Appreciation Day). I wish we could get something started at home so I could have other people to practice with when I get back. It is fun exercise.

Curt has been golfing quite often – he got some new clubs that he thinks are helping his game. I can’t verify that, but our friend Joe told me it was true. And yet Curt had to buy more golf balls at the flea market – hmmm…An interesting tidbit about that: he purchased a bag of used golf balls from a flea market vendor and in it was a golf ball with the insignia of Great Plains Communications stamped on it! Could it actually be one of the balls he lost? Of course there are a couple other escapees from Nebraska and former GPC employees who have been in this area as well – but it was an odd coincidence.

We went to a Nebraska breakfast at the Shriner’s club in Edinburgh. They have these breakfasts on the first and third Mondays of every month, but we had never been there. About 150 Nebraskans were there and since the speaker did not show up, they spent that time finding out what towns everyone was from. Most seemed to be from the eastern third of Nebraska, and we met one couple from Clarkson, one from Shelby and we sat with some people from Lincoln. There were two tables full of people from Fremont, but we didn’t actually get a chance to talk to them.

We also made a trip to Brownsville and visited a couple cemeteries to take photos of some headstones as requested by Curt's sister Vicky. That was kind of an interesting trip too, but I am too tired to go into it tonight and I don't want to bore all of you who are not into genealogy...as if I haven't bored you already!

Friday night we went to the entertainment at the hall. It seemed like most of the women liked Laughing Bird (a married couple who do a lot of original folk music and comedy) while the majority of the men didn’t seem to care for it although they did seem to enjoy the red dress routine! .The couple played a variety of instruments including a dulcimer, banjola, and harmonica plus she played spoons with a LOT of flair!

Joe and Betty live across the street from us in a mobile home and we played a little joke on Joe when he and Betty were gone one day. His front lawn was in definite need of mowing, so together with Darold and Sondra, we made a sign and planted it in front of their house. Darold and Sondra live in a mobile a few spaces down from Joe and Betty. They recently poured cement where their patch of grass was in order to have extra parking for their golf cart. In retaliation for the previous sign, Joe and Betty parked their golf cart on the space too and added a sign. (see photos). By the time they arrived home, there were a couple more golf carts and a bike added to the parking area.

Pictures include :Texas lawnmower (goat tied outside the fence), an interesting tire and rim store, guy at the flea market, injured hummingbird that Curt found and tried to nurse back to health (he was unsuccessful), one of the roses by our house, Nebraska breakfast, and the signs on the neighbors’ yards.

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