MY SOCK CAME HOME TO ROOST WITH IT’S FELLOW SOCKS TODAY

OVEN WARM FROM YARNELL’S CORNERSTONE BAKERY THIS MORNING

I love the smell of the desert when it rains and our desert rains did begin Sunday afternoon around 3 o’clock much to the happy giggling of all the chuckling green plants everywhere including the hardy cactus.  Unlike Africa’s bone dry Saharan desert the green Sonoran desert of the Southwest does need it’s yearly rainfalls to survive.  That Sunday rain finally backed off early Monday afternoon but not before we had us a little blast of hail.

Feeling better about a few things this morning Pheebs and I headed off up the big Yarnell Hill again heading for Yarnell’s Cornerstone Bakery and luckily this time we struck it rich.  Waiting in line for a couple donuts and a small coffee I saw a lady emerge from the kitchen carrying a tray with 3 gorgeous looking loaves of home made bread on it.  It was evident the bread had just come out of the oven because she had oven mitts on.  Knowing I could score a lot of Brownie points by snagging one of those loaves for Kelly I quickly did so as well as some Maple and Cinnamon donuts for her.  Okay and one donut for Pheebs and I.  Cutting our morning drive short and pulling a U-turn in front of the bakery we quickly raced back down the Yarnell Hill for home while the bread was still oven warm and smelling heavenly:))

Busied myself with some yardwork and how nice to have cooler air for working around outside.  When I think of what this property looked like nearly 5 years ago when we first stumbled upon it and what it looks like now I feel good inside about all the work both Kelly and I put into all this to have things looking like the way it does today.  We both really enjoyed those first couple years fixing everything up.

Figured with nice cooler temperatures upon us it would be a good morning to work away at getting a lot of those East coast bugs off the front of the Motorhome.  I sure had to rub and scrub with a lot of water to get that big mess of tough gooey bug guts off.  What kind of hardened bugstables do they build over there on that side of the country anyway.  Even a small ding in the drivers side windshield to boot!!

I wasn’t even aware I was missing a sock until talking to Aunt Jean last week.  Said she found one of my socks in her dryer and yes I had done a couple loads of laundry while there.  Said she had already put it in the mail and today my sock finally came home to roost with all it’s mismatched threadbare fellow socks.  Not too many days I am ever able to walk myself around sporting matching socks.

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Other than the aforementioned stuff there was not much else going on.  Since the American election I have basically stopped watching any and all network news channels and a big part of my time now is spent with my Kindle quietly sitting in my room or on the front porch reading.  I am finding it much easier on my peace of mind:))

GROANER’S CORNER:(( Jesus and Moses were teeing off on a 149 yd par 3, with water hazard.  Jesus pulled out his wedge and hit his first ball into the water;  "I don't understand", he said, "I saw Arnold Palmer hit a wedge to the green on this same hole yesterday!"  Again he dropped a ball on the ground and repeated the shot with the same results....  Moses said,"Get a longer iron or you'll never make it across"  Jesus dropped another ball to the ground and repeated the swing dropping the third ball in the water short of the green.  "That was my last ball!" Jesus remarked as he walked across the water fishing for the lost balls.  A foursome approached the green and one man replied, "Who does he think he is, Jesus Christ?"  Moses replied, "No he thinks he’s Arnold Palmer"

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Ever wonder why the IRS calls it, "Form 1040?" Because for every $50 you earn, you get 10 and they get 40.

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A tour bus driver is driving with a bus load of seniors down a highway when he is tapped on his shoulder by a little old lady. She offers him a handful of peanuts, which he gratefully munches up. After about 15 minutes, she taps him on his shoulder again and she hands him another handful of peanuts. She repeats this gesture about five more times. When she is about to hand him another batch again he asks the little old lady, " Why then don't you eat the peanuts yourself?".  "We can't chew them because we've no teeth," she replied.  The puzzled driver asks, "Why do you buy them then?"  The old lady replied, "We just love the chocolate around them."