I hear a phrase like, “He’s got enough money to burn a wet dog.”
From the pulpit.
Actually, my dad says it’s a wet donkey you are actually trying to burn. Either way, I can’t even imagine how much money that would take.
You see a guy in overalls and a top hat decorated with multiple turkey feathers walking out of the local (and only) Mexican restaurant.
Aforementioned Mexican restaurant asks if you’d like sweet or unsweetened tea with your meal.
Your daddy says, “I think I’ll ride to town and get a stick of bologna and stick it in the smoker.” He did and yes, I ate several slices of it with crackers and enjoyed every single bite.
My great aunts come over for dinner and tells stories that I can’t decide are funny for their own sake or because she gets so tickled telling them.
My daddy crumbles up cornbread in buttermilk for a bedtime snack.
My brother has a deer’s head in his freezer.
I love being home.
It’s amazing you’ve fit in so well in all the far-flung places you’ve lived since you left Dunlap! (I can’t get the icon to come up, so you need to know I’m saying this with a smile on my face!) Hope you’re still feeling well.
Jack’s wet dog made me think of Elijah’s wet bull and the successful burn, with a little upstairs help, of course. Then, if memory serves, Elijah got to kill a hundred or so opposing Baal priests, but I won’t go there. Whoops. My, how those stories come back.
You moved away and I moved here.We both seem pretty pleased with our choices for various reasons.It is nice to know that you can always go home and that you are loved no matter where you hang your hat!
Was good to see you at the Mexican Restaurant. You are such an inspiration. Thinking of you and praying for you.
I know its a line from a movie, but its true….there’s no place like home!
I’m so glad you are enjoying your time there…and got to go on a ride around the property (very pretty) and eat smoked bologna…and actually taste and enjoy it! Thank you for taking us with you! I’m holding on tight!
I can’ t quite wrap my mind around that wet dog/monkey expression or fathom the origins of it. You’ll have to explain next time we see you (hope its soon
) miss you. xoxo
Sara,
So funny to here you say “daddy”. That is such a southern girl thing right up there with “sweet tea”. They don’t even give you a choice here in Houston unless you go to chic-fil-a. They just look at you sort of funny when you ask for sweet tea….and give you sugar packs…like that really makes sweet tea! I am so happy you are home! You should be there to relax and be comfortable with your family. We will continue to keep you in our prayers. Thinking of you!
:~) I always look forward to my nights with Papaw, when we are eating cornbread and milk…Those moments are gold…I am so happy you had a wonderful time!!!