Now that that's over with...remind me to NEVER go four months and nine days without going home to Houston!
Needed to have stayed a lot longer, there is no way I could have squeezed into a week what I did not do in four months. More on that on a future blog.
Thanks for your advice and comments on the prior post but I guess I did not make it clear that when I dropped Cricket Communications (had an air card) that pretty much did away with my Internet connection in Houston or any other city where they have a presence.
Guess I could have gone to McDonald's but besides having nothing on the menu to my liking...there is the issue of little children throwing temper tantrums and screaming at the top of their lungs...that is just too much at least for this girl to handle. Makes me want to go up to the parents and slap them around so they will teach their kids some manners!
One thing I am very happy with has been the purchase of my Magic Jack Plus which along with Road Runner (our new ISP) helped me stay in touch with mother for free. She would call me from Del Rio and if I needed to talk to her I called her from Houston. Neither one of us has long distance service on our respective landlines. I set up my Magic Jack Plus as a Houston telephone number so I just dialed it as a local number. I seldom recommend anything but if you want phone service with a number and area code of your choosing along with unlimited long distance service and without having to have your computer on 24/7 this is the way to go.
Both yesterday and today have been rather physically and mentally taxing but that is for a future blog as well.
Good night. May you all have Terlingua Dreams.
Hope to one day make my Terlingua Dreams a reality and purchase my little piece of heaven in the remote West Texas region of the Chihuahuan desert.
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Tuesday, January 15, 2013
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Marriage Proposal
We were up early and at the local hospital by 8:00 a.m. Usually the X-ray department is buzzying with activity but there were only four people in the waiting room, thought that was rather odd. Soon learned that their computer system was down and they could not process the people that had not pre-registered.
I have learned from previous experience to pre-register if at all possible and I must say it paid off this time. Mother had her CT done and when we left, the waiting area was full of patients and some did not look so happy.
Went to have breakfast at the local McDonald’s. Sat my mom down and went to get the order. She was freezing to death so was preparing her coffee when this elder gentlemen came up to us. He wanted to thank my mother and I for having wished him a good morning and done so with a smile.
We told him he had nothing to thank, that we were just friendly people. My poor mother was hungry as she had to be fasting for her tests and this gentlemen would not leave us alone. He talked to us for a good 10 minutes and finally asked me if I was “single”…told him I was and he asked me if “I would like a husband” jajajajajaja…thought I was going to die laughing but manage to keep my composure.
He told me his name but I don’t recall if it was Charlie, Jack or Fred …you know me and my CRS syndrome! Thinking it was Charlie though. Said his first wife was Anglo but his second and third wives were Hispanic and he tended to “gravitate” toward Hispanic women. Oh Lord, you should of seen my mother’s face by then…if looks could kill, I believe that poor man would have been dead!
Charlie said he was a retired State Trooper and owned a ranch in Kerrville and would like to get married once more. I thanked him kindly but told him that marriage was not in my plans at this particular time. I am not a good judge of age but I think Charlie was in his mid to late 70’s.
Moral of the story: If you smile and say good morning to a guy, you might get a marriage proposal out of it.
Want to welcome Chris Miller to the blog roll. Thank you for reading me.
Good night. May you all have Terlingua Dreams.
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