Thursday February 12, 2009-we're in OIL COUNTRY

Thursday, Feb 12, 2009 left Geddings TX

Our new destination is the cute town of Fredericksburg, TX--along the route we started seeing oil wells, just pumping away all by their lonesome out in a field-- We came across an antique mall in Johnsonville, TX--home of Lyndon B. Johnson--

We ate lunch at the Circle K Cafe-hey we're growing girls, YA KNOW--- if we grow anymore we're gonna have to go over to the walmart and get some stretchy pants--anyway--

this place was WONDERFUL!!!-- we had homemade chicken salad with pecans ( big pecan area) and pineapple over a fruit salad with her "secret" poppy seed dressing-- it was purple and very thick--Sue says it's the best she's ever had!!! We asked the waitress if she knew what was in it and she said the chef/owner would NEVER tell-- so we asked if they sold the dressing?
"Oh, YES! " she answered, excitedly, "it's $5.95 for about a container this big." and she took her hands and showed us HOW BIG-- we were so excited!-- Sue, the "HUMAN food taster/recipe figure outter", said we could see the ingredients on the bottle and she could probably figure out how to make it--- we were PSYCHED! The waitress came out and told us it would be a few minutes, the owner was making a new batch!!
OH JOY!!! fresh salad dressing!-- we started to drool just thinking about it~~fruit salads galore! fruit salad for EVERYBODY with the special secret salad dressing-- our friends and family will DIE when they eat this stuff--we will be culinary QUEENS~~~
and then. . .the waitress comes out holding 2 big plastic cups with the flimsiest lids you ever did see--purple stuff drippping down the inside--
"here ya go", she says happily, "she just made it fresh!"
"well, " I stammered, "do you think I might have a zip loc bag to keep it in? we're traveling"
"sure thing" she says, "can I get y'all anything else?"
and she brings out ONE zip loc--so Sue has it tucked neatly under her seat for the journey.

Speaking of Sue's seat: for over 3000 miles, she has traveled with her pocketbook on her lap--perched upright, right in front of the glove compartment. Now when I was a kid, we had a lady in town, called Nettie Hazelwood--- she was the wife of a local real estate agent and we considered her "noveau riche" -- they made some money,(called "new money") so she thought she was hot stuff. when ever she came to a party ,or any social thing, at anybody's house, she would always carry her pocketbook around--- NO MATTER WHAT--now we lived in the boondocks FOR SURE, so everybody knew everybody-- all the women always put their pocketbooks down for the duration of the social event--ALWAYS-- not NETTIE-- she struggled with food, drinks, even a bridge game, all the while wrestling with that pocketbook--

At the beginning of our trip, I told her to put it on the console---"Nope, I'm alright, " she said
another 1000 miles into the trip--
"Sue, that's GOT to be uncomfortable, just set it down on the floor"
"No, I'm fine-- it's not bothering me in the least", she answers happily


O.K. Nettie---~~whatever~~~wonder what's in there she doesn't want to spill out? hmmmmm

We arrived in Fredericksburg, made the rounds in a few shops, checked into a hotel, and went to the grocery store and got beer, wings, and ribs and went back to our room and had a feast--
I havent been able to drink much on this trip since I have to drive
anyway, it's late, and I'm ALMOST caught up to date
Later~~
Mar