Because We Can - Fulltime RV'ing

 

What Did We Do Today?

Saturday June 6 Livingston, TX

Another Good Day

"I'm going to need you to get the drying rack out." Groan, moan, groan, moan. "It can't be that hard can it?" Big sigh, another big sigh. We did eventually get it out from where I had it fastened at the top of the driver side front bay. And while it may not have been exactly as difficult as I had signaling Linda it might be, neither was all that easy. Okay, so I exaggerate a tiny little bit, maybe a lot, alright I admit it, but so what if I exaggerated a whole lot as to how hard it was, because in the end Linda was a very happy young lady. The very best part is that our pillow cases are going to be outdoor fresh tonight, one of Life's little pleasures.

Shannon, our Saturday night cook, made an absolutely killer squash quiche for the evening meal. Our thoughts when we read that the meal was going to squash quiche were less than ecstatic. Then we remembered Shannon's soup last Sunday night and decided to take a chance. Lucky me, there was extra and I had a second piece. Happy Bob.

About the photo. Linda served up my salad and I noted that she made sure to put a little extra on my tray. Then she served me the peach cream pie that was dessert. The photo shows Shannon slicing it. So, when Linda goes to get my piece out, she cuts in half the already small slice in pan. It makes me think the big smile on her face in the photo was because she already knew what she going to do when it came to the pie. Devious Linda.

I looked at the microscopic appearing slice of pie on my tray, looked at Linda and she laughed. I thought she was going to give me the other half, but she turned and started to put salad on the next person's tray. Rising to the occasion, I walked over to the salad bar and piled blueberries and fresh strawberries over that slice, burying it. Deprive me of my dessert will she. Sweet Toothed Bob.

Our site on volunteer row. The area under the coach is gravel with grass all around. Good 50 amp power, great tasting water and a sewer hookup. For our lifestyle it is about as good as it gets considering there are no trees around.

Another major horse race on TV. As usual we each picked the horse we thought would win. Linda said she wanted the American whatever its name was horse. My pick came in third, which for me was fantastic. Linda's horse won. Some day I will beat her. At least that is what I say every time we do this. Maybe next year. Optimistic Bob.

Since this has been a Daily Journal full of ways that Linda bested me, I have to end with this photo. We took a resident into Livingston this evening and the return drive took us to this corner. This is the infamous corner where Linda managed to dump our corelle dishes out of the cupboard when she took her driving test a few years ago. Just goes to show you she isn't perfect after all. Just about perfect but not quite. I on the other hand.... Let's just say it goes without saying. Humble Bob.

---

 

---

 

Go To Top of Page

---

---