Sunday, Dec. 30th nighttime
It came to me today that I should not write one of these everyday, Burglars could figure when I have left town by reading this. I would hate for someone to break in - to set off the alarm - to have to deal with our German Shepherds - to meet our next door neighbor who recently retired from being a police chief .... you got the picture?
Today is my oldest daughter's birthday. Christine was born in 1964 - guess that makes her about 54. No way I have a child that old. She was a cute baby and little kid - full of intelligence and go go go. She was reading way before the first grade. So another birthday has passed.
Other than that, the weather continues to be bad - cold & starting to rain right now.
I did go out and play ball with Oscar this afternoon. That boy would play ball in a monsoon.
Lunch: we tried something different. I bought a few pork ribs the other day. I was thinking we might cook them in the smoker. Wrong. You don't smoke stuff in this weather. My wife browned them on the stove - grill thingy. We have this pressure cooker - you've seen them advertised - the ribs went in and came out 20 minutes cooked to perfection. Well, maybe the local BBQ place would argue that opinion. But, what do they know. I liked them. They were good. A little extra BBQ sauce helped. Ranch Style beans and a baked sweet potato.
tomorrow is new year eve. I always enjoy the TV broadcasts of the fireworks and music...except when all they have is country and rappers.
A "STONE" is a family word for a personal story or thought, not quite an essay or short story. We moved to central Texas to be near a daughter. We are down to only one wirehair dachshund - Sadie. (Goodbye in 2021 to Oscar the ball boy and Bruno the larger twin) & my wife -- penned by a retired Texas H.S. band director - just nonsense thoughts unrelated to each other or anything other than what's happening and comments.
Sunday, December 30, 2018
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