April 28, 2006
Many of you know Preacher’s wife and I take in house guests. Her father lives in the garage and my sister lives in an upstairs apartment. We now have a new family that has moved in. It’s a family of opossums. Somehow they found a small opening somewhere and made their way in. They seem to have set up housekeeping in the attic and have become very comfortable living off of us. Every morning I hear them coming home from a night on the prowl as I am getting up. I have never heard so much noise in my life. Yesterday I called the wild animal control center to ask for their wisdom on how to get rid of these noisy critters. The nice lady I talked to immediately gave me hope and confidence that I could do the job. She had this Australian accent like Steve the Crocodile Hunter on the Discovery Channel. I just knew by her accent that she knew what she was talking about. She said I needed to take an old bed sheet and rip it into long strips, then tie each strip in a ball and soak them in ammonia, then throw a few in the attic every day. As well, I should put a radio with music playing and leave a light burning up there all the time. Except for the ammonia, it sounded to me like I would be helping them set up house. Anyway, today I begin this process. I feel a little stupid doing this, but I am trusting her Australian accent and the fact that she is employed at the wild animal control center surely means she knows what she is talking about.
April 26, 2006
I just returned from Paris (Texas that is) where I spent the weekend visiting one of our CFI churches. I always enjoy spending time with Paul and Susan Dearinger. The church is doing well and new people are being added on a regular basis. I left Monday morning and flew to Houston to be with more good friends. Come to think of it ,I am so blessed with good friends. Ernie and Lyn Fritzpatrick pastor LRC in northwest Houston. They have a great church that is always reaching out to their community. It was my first time ever to go to church for a wine auction. I actually enjoyed myself. It was somewhat refreshing drinking wine in church rather than grape juice. The wine auction was for a very good cause. Rather than me explain the cause, you might visit Cultureshapers. While I love the community of believers called the church, I really have a passion to see the Kingdom of God extended throughout our world. I am glad to a part of such a church.
April 18, 2006
Well, today Preacher’s wife is dragging me out to Stonewall, Texas to see all her Sisters on the Fly trailers. She and a friend have actually joined up and are officially members of this organization. I guess I don’t mind her being a member as long as I don’t have to spend the rest of my life backing her trailer. In fact, I told her I would take her to the Wal-Mart parking lot with some orange cones and teach her how to back. She didn’t seem to excited about going to Wal-Mart for this purpose. What is it about Wal-Mart and women? I guess I will never know! I did tell her not long ago that I wanted to be buried outside of Wal-Mart, that way I knew she would come and visit me every day.
April 11, 2006
Since preacher’s wife has joined Sisters on the Fly she has kept me pretty busy getting her vintage trailer (we are talking really vintage-like a 1959 10 ft. Cub) in shape to travel. She is really giving me plenty of blog fodder. I told her, in a nice way of course, I thought it was dumb to pull around something that old and that rattles. She curtly replied that she had been pulling me around for 37 years so what’s the big deal. I guess I should have worded it a little different. Anyway, I guess I am stuck with Maxine. That is what she named her trailer. I can understand naming a dog or a cat, but naming a trailer. Oh well, I will keep my mouth shut for now.
April 9, 2006
I don't know about your family, but ours is just one great big caring bunch. We call, write, e-mail, text message... anything to stay in touch. If you believe that, I have a nice ocean front lot in Phoenix for sale. My niece Kelly Gregory and her husband David live in Piggott, Arkansas. That is pronounced pig-it. Anyway, Kelly called last week after the spree of tornados made an unwanted visit to their area. She said after a few days had passed she thought she should call to say they were OK just in case anyone in her family even cared about their well-being. I guess it just never dawned on me that a tornado could find Piggott, AK.
April 5, 2006
It all started when we purchased a 5th wheeler. I wanted to read about RV living so I bought the March 2006 issue of Trailer Life. The cover read COWGIRL POWER. It’s about an organization made up of women called Sisters on the Fly. They all own small vintage (1950 and 1960) trailers. They decorate and furnish their trailers with their husband’s money, then leave home without him to go off caravanning. They fly fish in Montana, stay on a horse ranch in Colorado, as well as enjoy the Hill country of Texas. They seem to be fun loving, independent women who enjoy getting together and showing off their trailers by caravanning and camping. I am still doing research on them. I just hope they all love and admire their husbands. Preacher’s wife got all excited about becoming one of the sisters. This seemed a little out of character for her, but she is a fun loving, independent woman. I really love and admire that about her. She is not afraid to hook up a trailer and take off down the road. I am thinking if she gets real good at this she can set up our 5th wheeler every time we travel together and pull into a RV park. You might want to check out www.sistersonthefly.com.