Monday, January 12, 2009
I used to write about my brilliant blue truck but I haven't owned it for two years. Now its back, still in good condition and pretty as a picture. My grandson bought himself a brand new 2009 mustang. Hope he doesn't lose his job. Anway John bought my blue truck back from my daughter and this morning we went to transfer the papers. Afterwards we stopped at Whataburger for a taquieto and a senior coffee. When we walked in an elderly couple (I can't bring myself to call myself elderly) waved as if they knew us. I ask John if he knows those people and he said no. We ordered and walked around the counter to sit across from the couple. We all spoke and in a little bit a conversation started up. She is a donkey lady. She raises donkeys. They have lived different places but choose to retire here. I don't know what draws people to our town to retire but the population here is a high percentage of retired people. One time the news paper came to the Senior Center and wanted to do an article on people born here or grew up here. Not one person fit that description except John and I. He refused to be inviewed and have his picture taken so I did it. Oh well that doesn't have anything to do with anything. We discussed a lot of things with the couple and it was such an interesting conversation. One thing being how you can't judge a book by its cover. Meaning because someone who looks like they don't have a pot to--- well you know the saying isn't always true. The couple invited us to see their donkeys and a passive exerciser they bought. I doubt we will go as John doesn't want to buy either one of those things and I want both. They say they go to Whataburger three times a week for breakfast and coffee. They have it down to a science. They go Monday, Wednesday, and Friday and then they go to Wal*Mart to ride the carts. When we left I ask John do you thing they race on those carts? They gave us their calling card with a picture of a donkey on it. They have named their place Ponderosa Ranch. I doubt it is very large as it is on the edge of town and we know the area. Meeting people like them make it almost all worth while with the pills, aches, and pains. What brings retired people to our town I don't know. Maybe the friendlyness, the closeness to San Antonio, I don't know.