Glad all you guys are making so much progress on your projects.
I grew trombocino squash and did not know it was also called neck pumpkins.
The funeral was hard but I made it. Mom would have been very proud of us all. And she would have enjoyed it. Family was her life.
We went down the bayou on Sunday and DH preached at the church where he served as associate pastor and school administrator. It was nice to see everyone again. Then we went way down the bayou to Chauvin to visit Poppa Lou. He is DH's best friend in the whole world. His wife, a very dear friend to us, passed away a few years ago and Poppa Lou had cancer but is now cancer free. We visited for hours and he and DH talked about football and fishing. They used to fish together nearly every day. They were both charter captains. They sure do have some big fish stories. :)
Started home yesterday and the van broke down 5 1/2 hours into our 12 hour trip. It was 10pm and we had taken a different route home so we could see some new sights. We called 911 and a trooper came out to help us. He was a really nice guy. He called a tow truck for us and took us to a hotel in the squad car. I rode in the back. Don't reccomend it. No leg room. He left us there and when I reached for my cell phone it was gone. My pistol was gone from my pocket too. Figured they had fallen in the back of the squad car so we called his dispatcher so he would know to look for the pistol before he put a crminal in the back seat. Turned out it had fallen off in the van when I was putting DH's pistol in the center console before the wrecker loaded it up. Shew!!
We got rooked by the wrecker. Quoted us $75 on the roadside and charged us $150. Looks like the torc converter has gone out. We have tried in vain to rent a truck and a trailer or tow dolly to drag it on to Ky. Nobody takes cash and we don't have a credit card. So, DS and a friend are coming in the morning with a trailer to bring us back to La. DS has already located us a new tranny and we will have it put in and then try again to get back to KY.
It has been such a stressful trip. On Wednesday morning of last week I was attacked by 2 American bulldogs. The big male was tied up but the not as big female had come into heat and jumped out of her pen. The male did not want me around her and I did not want her around me because she is sneaky and she kept trying to get behind me. She started barking and coming at me and he started getting agitated. I was trying to get past them to get to the house and he jumped on me and bit my jaw before I could get out of his reach. Thanks to God, the dog knocked me back out of his reach when he jumped on me but I tripped on some bricks around a flower bed and fell on my back and then the other dog got on me. I got under the house and was able to keep her back by kicking at her. I was hollering and somebody came out of the house and rescued me. It was by the grace of God I was not killed or hurt any worse. I was bit on the jaw, leg and stomach. May the dogs rest in pieces!!!!
I did have a couple high points in my visit. Went to the old home places of Aunt Alli Ree, who raised my Dad, and Maw Maw Vercie, who was like my adopted grandma. They were both overgrown and falling in but I got a few momentos and enjoyed some good memories. Also went to our old place down the bayou. The house is abandoned and falling in after getting water a few times in the last few years. It was sad to see the flowerbed all overgrown and dying. The pond was busted up. One of the trees I tied my hammock to was dead and broken off. One of the two fig trees was gone. But I picked up pecans from the tree in the back yard. I coulda filled up a 5 gallon bucket but the skeeters were packin me off. I also picked a few big air potatoes from my old vines. I'll be glad to get those going in Spring. Always liked them for screening bad spots.
Think I may take a nap.
