Sorry that I had no MCW today. It has been one of those weeks. Two of those weeks actually. I was not prepared in any way, shape or form with a MCW, so cheers to all those who had their acts together. I did not.
But, before the evening ends and I’m winding down while surfing and reading and re-designing a project, and listening to the cold wind blow (that I was so busy had no idea was supposed to be coming in) … thought I’d share more about the wonderful Texas panhandle.
There’s a dinosaur on top of a mountain.
A home made out of a Baptist church and which rivals Graceland in eccentricity.
A brick main street in a well preserved town.
The most divine covered bridge restoration project ever.
Metal art that for some reason made me think of one Barky K9 and one Miss Moi ….
But here’s my small world story that happened on this trip. After the drive over to Texas and poking around the town all afternoon, we stopped to shop in one of those cool Mexican-style metal work and solid wood furniture places. I was taking my time and making sure I saw everything, when a young lady approached me and said,
“Excuse me, can I ask you your name?” I thought it was a store clerk.
So I look at the girl and it dawns on me …. “I know YOU,” I said … “How do I know you?”
Turns out this girl is my Cousin Jim’s daughter, who is about the same age as Kymmie, and lives with her husband and FOUR kids down in the Sooner Nation of Norman, Oklahoma.
Turns out that her hubby is working oilfield and she and the kids were up to visit him on the rig for the weekend. They drove into town and – just a little before we arrived -- he dropped her at this cute little Mexican style metal work/heavy furniture place to have a look around. Where she recognized me …But she was so far out of her element that I was a total blank for a few good seconds! She didn’t want me to take her pic in her sweat pants and boots, but she is adorable no matter what she has on. Wait until she finds out I posted it on the blog. Heh.
Oh! And then! And then! We say our goodbyes and join up with our hosts with the mosts to walk next door to the best little restaurant in the area, which is located in a building with the same name as said young cousin. Spooky!
So, 136 miles from home, my little cousin was at the same shop as us at the same time – ten minutes either way and we’d have missed each other. I absolutely LOVE a great small world story.