I've got this urge........This past week it's been hot and humid around here, I've just got the urge to go back to the area where I was born and raised. Got to the old swimming hole, drop my drawers, and go skinny dipping like I used to do as a kid.
So much bad news everywhere any more, just go back in time a little while when bad news was when Sarah Jane wouldn't go out with me.
Go to the ole swimming hole. Take along a old rod and reel, some worms, about a half can of corn, or a slice of bread to make dough balls, and try for some Yellow Bellys..(Bullheads) to you folks that don't fish. If the fish wasn't biting, then it was off with the clothes and go skinny dipping to cool off.
I've also got this notion of going to Missouri and buying some sparklers, since the 4th is coming up in a month. Go over to my older sisters place, and set off the sparklers at night, like we used to do as kids. Twirling them around, and then burning our fingers as we tried to pick up the hot sparkler when we were done with it. Or maybe some of those "snakes". The ones that you'd light, and they'd burn, smoke and curl up around black ashes...Remember them?
Ah reminiscence...going to town on a Saturday night for shopping. A treat was going to the pop corn store and getting a box of Carmel corn...
This hot weather...On a Sunday afternoon, like today..hot and humid...going out on the back porch and making some home made ice cream...Yep, you know who got to turn the crank. Then I could say "I" made it. Getting to eat or lick, which ever way you want to put it., getting some of the ice chips, some plain, and some that had salt on them, from the rock salt.
This would have been a good day to have my ole Red Ryder BB gun, and shoot cans down where we threw the trash...That's when a BB gun was a BB gun...wood stock, not some plastic now-a day...I got more than one squirrel and rabbit with it. I hated cleaning rabbits though with the fur that got everywhere till I learned to singe the fur first, then skin it. Or shooting those Dragon flies down at the pond....
Mom could make some good gravy from the fried up squirrel.
Don't you wished you could have today, some of the toys you had as a kid? I'd like to have the truck my dad helped me make from roller skate wheels. What we called street skates, since they had steel wheels, and were made for use on a sidewalk or street. Yes they strapped on to your shoes, and had a "Skate Key" you had on a string and kept it around your neck so you wouldn't lose it. Always needed to keep tightening them to keep them on.
The truck was made of some two by fours. Made it look like a old 18 wheeler. Didn't have the 18 wheels, but it did have a trailer, with some more of the roller skate wheels. It looked good...I have no idea of what ever became of it. My ole wind up Caterpillar, made of tin, but had the rubber treads. Got that one year for Christmas....
As the good ole days when I didn't know what bad news or times was.
Just this past week, talked with a fellow I used to work with, I need to go to his place with him, lean against the fence, look out at his cows, and just enjoy, and try not to talk about all the stuff that's going on in the world. You know, get down to the serious stuff, like how much those cows are eating. How much longer he was going to keep them before sending them off...They're feeders for right now.....
Well, here it is evening. The lightning and thunder is going off. Dog is here beside me, so maybe this evening will be alright after all.
Getting on towards my bed time.
WuzzFuzz
So much bad news everywhere any more, just go back in time a little while when bad news was when Sarah Jane wouldn't go out with me.
Go to the ole swimming hole. Take along a old rod and reel, some worms, about a half can of corn, or a slice of bread to make dough balls, and try for some Yellow Bellys..(Bullheads) to you folks that don't fish. If the fish wasn't biting, then it was off with the clothes and go skinny dipping to cool off.
I've also got this notion of going to Missouri and buying some sparklers, since the 4th is coming up in a month. Go over to my older sisters place, and set off the sparklers at night, like we used to do as kids. Twirling them around, and then burning our fingers as we tried to pick up the hot sparkler when we were done with it. Or maybe some of those "snakes". The ones that you'd light, and they'd burn, smoke and curl up around black ashes...Remember them?
Ah reminiscence...going to town on a Saturday night for shopping. A treat was going to the pop corn store and getting a box of Carmel corn...
This hot weather...On a Sunday afternoon, like today..hot and humid...going out on the back porch and making some home made ice cream...Yep, you know who got to turn the crank. Then I could say "I" made it. Getting to eat or lick, which ever way you want to put it., getting some of the ice chips, some plain, and some that had salt on them, from the rock salt.
This would have been a good day to have my ole Red Ryder BB gun, and shoot cans down where we threw the trash...That's when a BB gun was a BB gun...wood stock, not some plastic now-a day...I got more than one squirrel and rabbit with it. I hated cleaning rabbits though with the fur that got everywhere till I learned to singe the fur first, then skin it. Or shooting those Dragon flies down at the pond....
Mom could make some good gravy from the fried up squirrel.
Don't you wished you could have today, some of the toys you had as a kid? I'd like to have the truck my dad helped me make from roller skate wheels. What we called street skates, since they had steel wheels, and were made for use on a sidewalk or street. Yes they strapped on to your shoes, and had a "Skate Key" you had on a string and kept it around your neck so you wouldn't lose it. Always needed to keep tightening them to keep them on.
The truck was made of some two by fours. Made it look like a old 18 wheeler. Didn't have the 18 wheels, but it did have a trailer, with some more of the roller skate wheels. It looked good...I have no idea of what ever became of it. My ole wind up Caterpillar, made of tin, but had the rubber treads. Got that one year for Christmas....
As the good ole days when I didn't know what bad news or times was.
Just this past week, talked with a fellow I used to work with, I need to go to his place with him, lean against the fence, look out at his cows, and just enjoy, and try not to talk about all the stuff that's going on in the world. You know, get down to the serious stuff, like how much those cows are eating. How much longer he was going to keep them before sending them off...They're feeders for right now.....
Well, here it is evening. The lightning and thunder is going off. Dog is here beside me, so maybe this evening will be alright after all.
Getting on towards my bed time.
WuzzFuzz
