What a trip!!

We had a pretty interesting 10 days while we were out on the road this time. To begin with, Kirby got a sore throat a couple of days after we left and it got worse and worse, especially at night when he would try to sleep. Of course, I got it too. We tried mouth wash and throat sprays and tylenol and hot soup, etc. etc. During the day it would get better, but at night it always got bad again.

After a few days, we brought a load close to WV and figured we would be able to come home and get rested up and see the doctor. Instead, they gave us a load going to Idaho! We didn't want to turn down such a good load, so we headed west and hoped for the best. After a few more days of sore throat, we finally stopped in Wyoming and went to the emergency room of a small hospital there.

They tested us for Strep and it was negative. The doctor said it was just a virus and would have to run it's course, anywhere from 5 to 14 days!! We had already had it for at least 7 days. He wouldn't give us antibiotics, but gave us steroids for the swollen neck glands. The steroids really did help, but even today, my throat is still a little sore.

Kirby decided he would come back home and try out for the Yankees after getting the steroid shot and taking the pills, but my sister told him not to waste his time because he would never be able to make the Hall of Fame when they did the random blood tests. She's probably right.

Anyway, here are some pictures I took in Freeport the other day. Our terminal is about a mile or so from Quintana Beach and the sunset was really pretty that evening. The other picture is the first thing we saw when we drove down onto the sand. Apparently, this guy sells Mexican fruit on the beach. I've never seen that at Myrtle Beach!!

Jafar? Are you in there??

This is my new grandbaby, Jenna Beth, wearing the same dress her mother wore home from the hospital 33 years ago.


I know it's been a while and I'm not sure anybody is even reading this, but as an excuse for part of my downtime, I spent three weeks with my daughter in El Paso to welcome my new grand-daughter. She was born May 12 weighing 9 lbs. 9 ozs. Babies run big in my family, so she was pretty typical for us, but she looked like she was 3 months old already.

Only my grandson, Bailey, will get the title of this post. Jafar is the bad guy from the Aladdin movie. This was a running joke while I was in El Paso. The parrot, Iago, knocks on Jafar's head at one point and says "Jafar, are you in there?" Bailey and I would do this to each other everytime something happened and we wanted to get the other one's attention. I enjoyed watching several movies with Bailey. Speed Racer and Rattatoui were my favorites.

The Rattatoui movie inspired me to let Bailey (age 4) and Maverick (age 2) help me cook one day. They were so funny standing on step stools, mixing eggs with milk and salt and pepper and Maverick's secret ingredient for perfect scrambled eggs, parmesan cheese. Bailey left after the mixing part was done, but Maverick saw it through all the way to frying his eggs and buttering the bread. He loves helping with anything from mopping the floor to changing a diaper. Bailey, on the other hand, hates being asked to do anything that interfers with his agenda.

Here are Bailey and Maverick with their versions of a milk mustache.