hangin' out with Bob & Barb

Our trip to Tortilla Flats and the Dolly Steamboat with Cathy & Jack Montgomery was postponed until tomorrow because we couldn't get tickets today. So we went to Mimi's for breakfast with Bob & Barb Ruesch. The flowers are blooming in all the flower beds. We rode with Bob & Barb. After breakfast, we went to the carwash. I sat in the car and took pictures from the inside. Bob, Barb and I all dried the car while Don visited with a gentleman from the KC, Kansas area. This afternoon, Snookie came over to see if her frozen peas were in our freezer. You see, yesterday their refrigerator expired and all the items that were in the freezer are now in about four or five freezers close by. RV freezers are not very large. Well, we didn't have her peas, but Bob wasn't having a very good day, so she decided to stay for a while, out of his way. This dead refrigerator/insurance company fiasco has been rough on Bob. OK, back to Snookie. She got started telling us "Snookie stories" from her childhood. She sat on Mickey Mantle's lap when she was nine years old, but her mom didn't understand PHOTO OPP! And then how much she loves fishing: she doesn't do bait, she doesn't cast, she does snag the fish when it bites. Bob reels them 3/4 way in and Snookie reels them the rest of the way in. She doesn't touch fish; Bob takes the fish off the hook and rebaits her hook. She loves fishing! One day soon, I must get her to tell me about her two weeks in Hawaii.

Tonight, we went to the Pinal County Cowboy Church over in north Casa Grande with Bob & Barb. We enjoyed a pizza fellowship before church. Morris Pruitt is the pastor and a cowboy from way back. He does take his hat of when he preaches. Morris is Tim Pruitt's dad. Tim is our friend who visited us at church here at Quail Run a few months ago. The music was true cowboy fashion with guitars, accordian and harmonica. And drums thrown in to prove cowboys have rythym. Item of interest to me: At the place next door to the cowboy church was several chickens and turkeys. This tom was putting on quite the show for some hen with his tail feathers all fanned out. I couldn't get a real close up, but you get the gist. This is the only white tom turkey I've seen all puffed up with tail feathers spread out like a peacock. This is the closest thing I could find on the internet to match the tom we saw displaying his glory tonight. This one isn't as pretty as the one I took a picture of.