For someone whose major was French and German, one would think I would know better. I must retract my spelling of "roulez" in next to last week's paper; it should have been "rouler," as in "Laissez les bons temps rouler!" for Mardi Gras. Sister Jeanne Therese is looking down from heaven and scolding me soundly – I can hear her now!
This has been a sad few weeks for Blanco – we have lost old and young, and I finally gave up – too many funerals and memorial services to take in. Thoughts and prayers go out to all.
I have neglected to mention that my dear in-laws have been here since December and what a blessing they are to me/us. We now have a garden in my antique manure spreader (my 60th birthday present – one of those gifts you just can't do without), my lovely lady goats have a new house with a food rack, we have very few leaves in the yard, but lots of burn piles, and we have somebody to play Hand and Foot as well as Pegs and Jokers with. Actually, just having them around, not doing anything, is the best... I hate when they leave, and it is almost that time again – but they will be back in the fall, so I have that to look forward to, since the time seems to go more quickly every year. I am really fortunate to have them in my life, and I don't always get to tell them so...
A shout-out to the Smylies, Ada Cooley, Darlene Kiernan, Al Turner (I was finally allowed to sit in with the band last Saturday night and they let me hum), Dolores and Howard Cox, and my buddy Candi Kane. If I added everybody I wanted to say hi to, it would take up a couple pages and there wouldn't be any room for sports, so a "Hi Blanco" will have to do.
Last but not least – Happy 18th birthday to Abbey Weaver! How time flies (as if we didn't know that).