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Ciara Gold stopped by RJ after hours Whoo Hoo! Let's tailgate! Yep, that's me sitting on the tailgate of an old pick-up truck with mut dog, Louie. Well, what's left of the pick-up anyway. DH cut about twenty inches off the back and mounted it onto the back wall of our house, so we could always have a tailgate party whenever the urge struck. And, well, for DH, the urge strikes a lot. Our backyard is always full of folks having a good time and eating good food. DH grills some mean ribs. In fact, he's getting quite a reputation for his ribs. Me? I like his ribs jest fine. *wink.* |
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So,
give me a minute to pick a lime off the lime tree and feed it
to my Corona. Hmmm, that hits the spot. No, I'm not a heavy drinker,
though I do relax with one beer each night. My newly acquired
lime tree actually produced three limes this year. And oh man,
that was a tasty lime. I still have one left to pluck, but it's
rather small so I'll have to wait. Pull up a chair and join me
or better yet, climb on top of the tailgate with me.
Okay, so here
is a not-so-clear candid of DH and I on the dance floor. This
is one of our favorite past times. We try to go at least once
a month to the local honky-tonk dance joint. We show up at 8:00
and the dance floor is ours - literally. Then about 9:30 PM, the
college kids show up and by 10:00 PM, it's so crowded you can't
dance any more, but oh wow, those kids can dance a mean two step,
complete with all the fancy twists and turns. |
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Let me take another sip of that corona. Hmm, but it isn't doing much to warm me up. Man it's cold in my corner. Yep, this is a picture of me at my writing space. But dang, I need to go fetch my fuzzies. I wear these thick, fuzzy socks to keep my feet warm while I write. (The first time I wore them to bed, my DH about freaked.) When I saw this picture and all that gray, I immediately dyed my skunk streak purple again. Too fun. Well, the time has flown here on my tailgate. Thank you so much for coming to my party. It's more fun with all you folks around. Thanks RJ for hosting me. Love
and Hugs, |
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Check out her webpage - www.ciaragold.com |
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