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Ode to Yoga Pants
Ever get in one of those silly, don’t-care moods? Been there all morning. This is the result.
Ode to Yoga Pants
Oh, yoga pants,
It’s you I love.
You fit my booty
Like a glove.
I buy two or three
Straight off the rack,
One color will do,
Only black!
Black hides the belly,
Or so I’m told.
I’ll wear you even when
I’m really old.
When I stretch up,
You don’t fall down
You’re so comfy
I never frown.
The poem is done,
But it’s not the end.
Oh, yoga pants…..
My bestest friend.
Mystery Caller
And the phone call went something like this:
Me: Hello? (I noticed the number was from Virginia, probably a cell phone, but I didn’t recognize the number.)
Mystery man: Hey, Kelly! How are you doing? Are you busy? (Virginia accent, adult male, could be one of my cousins since he called me by name)
Me: I’m fine! Just doing laundry. You doing OK? (stubbornly refusing to ask who it was)
Mystery man: Oh, yeah! I have been working for Company X, making good money for the last few years. Dad gave me your number. I didn’t know you’d come in. Did you make it to Pulaski last week? (AHA, a clue! That just ruled out Buddy, James and Allen.)
Me: I practically LIVED there!
Mystery man: So, where are you living now? The last time I heard anything you were in North Carolina. (Another clue! It’s been a long time since we have chatted.)
Me: Oh, my God! We went to Mexico for five years. Now we’re in Nebraska.
This continued for about 10 minutes. He had forgotten I might not recognize his voice, and I was not going to ask. I finally figured it out after a few more clues. He mentioned his kids, so that helped a lot! My cousin, Johnny, had decided to call me! Whew, that was a close one……glad it wasn’t one of my ex-boyfriends!
Leaving
Swapping toys….
The kids were both crying when it was time for us to leave. They swapped stuffed toys for a tangible reminder of the visit. The longer we stayed, the harder it was to think about heading back to Nebraska. We spent part of the day packing the car. There were tubs of books and pictures that had to be crammed in the car. Luckily, Mom knows how to pack! Dad helped a bit as well.
I tried to take a nap, but it was hard to get any sleep. After an hour and a half, I gave up. We had originally planned to leave around 11 p. m., but since I was up and alert, we pulled out around 8 instead. I knew the drive home would be brutal. Bela and I amused ourselves playing Banana! and Punch Bug! again. If you happened to be driving a yellow car and saw strange people pointing at you, it was probably us!
I will treasure all the memories we brought back with us. Every picture reminds me of something or someone special. There was mention made of us returning in the summer…….not too sure about that yet!
Thanks, Judy, for taking this one! C. J., Bela, me and Lisa
Seeing Aunt Ottie was nice! It had been YEARS!
I was tired of driving, so Judy took over.
Throwback Thursday
Ever tried these?
Wordless Wednesday
Hillbilly bird feeder
Coming Home
The car was packed—and I mean PACKED—as full as we could get it.
No extra space!
Driving down the road, I felt like
We stopped several times to get fuel for ourselves and the car. I desperately needed rest, but I desperately wanted to get home. My Uncle Roger’s directions were spot on, and we were making good time. I was in need of a rest break (again), so we stopped at a rest area. Ysabela had taken a nap, so her energy level was higher than mine.
Queen of the world?
Frazzled and tired….
The good news is we made it without drama. The bad news is I’m not really ready to be at work again tomorrow!
Charlie’s Angel in Training?
Girl and gun! Look out!
Meetings at Hardee’s
It seems like Hardee’s was the place convenient to everyone last week. I ended up there twice. Judy was there three times—once for a breakfast I had planned to cook!
I was thrilled to be able to hug my truck-driving Uncle Roger again and meet his sweetheart, Brenda. She is pretty, smart and kind. In case you missed previous posts, Uncle Roger is who I call for driving directions. His instructions helped me make it all the way to Mexico as well as home this time.
Roger and Brenda
Judy’s Place
When I was thinking about driving more to see my friend, Judy, I wasn’t sure I could get back in the car! Yes, I wanted to see her, but I was flat out tired of driving! I also know her work schedule, and I didn’t want her to be exhausted if I stayed too long. She’s the kind of friend everyone needs—I know I’m always welcome at her place for however long I need to be there. She’s been at my side during some hard times as well as good times. Everybody needs a Judy! After thinking hard about it, I felt like
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1TD_pSeNelU&feature=player_embedded
The view from her place is fabulous.
Great view from Judy’s house
The water bed is the most comfortable I’ve ever slept in!
Best water bed ever!
This was the same day we went to Lisa’s. Again, there was a kid with a camera handy!
Sneaky kid took our pic!
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