Hot Damn Texas

I love getting in an airplane and in just a few hours you are some place that would take a couple days to drive to, but dayummm it is hot. It is around 11:30 pm and I swear it must be 90 out. But I am not complaining because the hotel is so cool and they have great linens. I love nice linens and comfy pillows and I refuse to think of any of the gross stuff that could be about. This gig is at a Marriot in good old Abilene…yee haw.

We had no idea that the parents had a lay over in Detroit and was surprised to see them there. We changed seats around so Hub and his Dad could sit together while us girls, his Mum and sister sat together. We slept. I slept the whole way. We landed in Dallas at rush hour then drove 3 hours to Abilene. I asked why we didn’t just fly into Abilene (piss on a 3 hour drive) and was told we would have had to take a prop plane, hmmm, give me that prop I say. This is bad for me to say, because I am happy to get to go anywhere but my new way of living has me sitting the back of the plane. I sure do like the front better. Course fil bought these tickets and when I told him there was an up grade he was all for it but we didn’t. I think he likes the front too. LOL, since he used to fly he probably would like to sit in the cabin!

So my next few days will be spent with old guys that were in WWII, should be interesting.

Father in law is on his kick again that Hub should take over the family property. OMG NO WAY am I living in Maine. He has told him no before but I kinda understand how the old man wants to know it will be in the family. He actually traced the property back and family owned the property back in 1700’s! So that really makes him want to keep it going and since Hub is the eldest son…he gets spoiled.

I have no idea what the agenda is but I figure it won’t be too much since everyone is close to 90 years old. Hahaha one old guy asked Hub " what did you do snatch this young lady from her mommas arms and raise her yourself " LOL I died laughing and that is what I love about old men, they can’t tell my age….bless their lil hearts…..and eye sight.

Oh well, guess I will shoot the lights out.