This weekend was great, got to spend all day Saturday with Jessica. We were going to sleep in that morning but I forgot to turn off the alarm on the clock so bang…….4:30 am ZZZZZZZZZonk ZZZZZZZonk ZZZZZZZZonk. Eyes pop open and no turning back. So we get up and she starts the morning ritual of Folgers in our cup as I get the orange juice out. Then she decides to make me breakfast. We have breakfast of eggs, toast salt pork orange juice and coffee.
Our second cup we take outside to enjoy the coolness of the morning and watch the sun start to break the horizon. As the sun tries to peek through the clouds I look at her and she just looked so cute, I say “hey let’s take a morning ride out to the country and I’ll show you some of the places I used to hang out as a kid”. Our first destination was the north part of the levee on the west side of Big Lake, now I have to tell everyone she has just finished reading my book “Trails to the great swamp” so I am explaining these areas we are visiting and she knows exactly where we are by comparing them by my descriptions in the book.
Hand in hand we walk the end row of a soybean field, being from the southern part of the state she had never seen soybeans before. I get to use my vast amount of useless information to give the agricultural county agent lecture which resembled the Mr. Kimble from green acres lecture….in other words make it up as you go LOL. (humor) She was amazed at the many different things they can do with soybeans and it really blew her mind when I shared the biggest Victoria’s Secret was the silky sexy underwear was made from soybean fiber….oh gosh did I get a love tap on the arm when she found out different. . But I have to jump backwards here a little bit, one morning before this Saturday morning I come out of the bathroom getting dressed for work and she is just cussing the TV up and down. I say hey baby what’s wrong and she goes. These damn people reporting on the corn, wheat, cotton, rice and soybeans they are giving up the report from Memphis and Chicago why in the hell don’t they tell what our area crops are bringing here. I get to laughing and say baby, that is the regional and national trading boards….Now if you want to know anything about logging and lumber jacking she is your girl…that is what she grew up around and had the tree identification and environmental conservation down to an art.
Ok so we are done with the north part of the levee, we hop in the car and head south ok, now I have to backtrack again. Friday afternoon we wash and wax the car and let me tell you, I have lived in the same trailer and address for five and half years there are neighbors I have not seen since I have been there……but I gosh you put a pretty little gal out there in a rebel bikini washing and waxing a car and see what happens. You would have sworn I was the mayor of the town, I had guys stopping by waving and yelling, Hey Jeff how you been. Yep I became a popular guy that day…OK back the story…..We are driving down the levee and drop off on to a dirt road, well we get to a crossroad and I am not going to cross it because there was a mud puddle and running water covering the road. I knew that it was from the cotton field and the poly pipe irrigation, so I tell Jessica I am going to back up and turn around on the turn row……OK found out I don’t back as well as I used to, so I just turned around in the seat so I could see out the back window. I get the turn around and pull into the end row of the cotton field and I hear Jessica….”Baby do you know who owns this field” I go yes, it’s ok everyone turns around here he doesn’t mind….she goes no, not that but we need to call him…..I go call him why? She says well look his water pipe has holes in it there is no way he is going to get water across to the other side of that field….I fricken bust out laughing and she has got this strange look on her face, like WTF. I go…..wow baby your right and look there is more that one hole by chits they go all the way down. She still looking at me like I have lost my mind……I keep smiling and say is it amazing that those holes are located right where the row is…..then I tell her baby it is the irrigation system that is the way he waters his cotton…..she gets really red face and says…….well it’s a good thing you told me because I was going to call him when we got home and tell him his water pipe had holes in it. Then we both just crack up and she says…..you will never let me live that down will you…….So everyone knows she gave me permission to put this story up…..We have such fun together .Makes my world a lot brighter having her by my side.
Love you baby. Aya gvgeyui nihi usdi. Ulisgolvtanv itsula ayv aisv digvwalosv aquatseli elohi alenidohv asgayaaninela ale usdayvhvsgi.