Thursday, October 22, 2009
Close to Nowhere
One more wild weekend
This is the third weekend in a row that I’ve not been at home. And I have to say, it’s getting kinda old! But, I do have so much fun...
This weekend we drove over to Searcy, Ark., where my late mother and late sister lived.
My brother-in-law Gene still lives there, along with an assortment of children, grandchildren and even great-grandchildren! (My sister was quite a bit older than I.)
At first, Gene was reluctant to have all his children, grandchildren, etc. pile in; along with my brood and my brothers. My sister’s birthday would have been in November and even after three years, he’s still grieving.
Gene can’t resist kids though, seeing as how he never got past about 10 or so himself. And, he’s a rabid Arkansas fan!
After lunch -- hot dogs and chili and fixings -- we all piled in the living room and watched the referees give the football game to Florida. That is according to Gene, Dennis and the other assorted fans in the room.
At our house, football is not a priority, so son Kris is still laughing about Gene and the game. Gene is very verbal. At times, he would pounce up and stalk out the door, announcing he couldn’t take it anymore. Then he’d stand outside the storm door, watching the game and yelling at the top of his lungs (he was doing that inside the house as well.)
Two of my nieces weren’t able to come -- Yvette’s family was all sick with the flu and Shannon just wasn’t able to get there.
My nephew Bubba was there (Uncle Bubba and Aunt Sister are my favorite relative names), along with all his bunch, even the college kids.
We had such a good time. My granddaughters cried to stay and their cousins cried for them to stay (or the cousins to go, either way would have made everyone happy).
Since I have a “sports” car (well, it’s red) there wasn’t any way that me, Kris, Dennis, Mere, Remy and Grace were all going to be able to go.
Barry loaned me the work van and we had room to spare! I managed to park everywhere so that I didn’t have to back it up. It’s at least a mile long!
The biggest problem we had was parking at Who Dat’s in Bald Knob, Ark.
A Cajun restaurant and store, Who Dat’s sells the best Cajun spice around.
It was almost impossible to get Dennis out of there! We have to plan the timing on our next trip to Arkansas so we can stop and eat.
And in my red car, I’ll be able to park!
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