Christmas Break

I had a very enjoyable Christmas Day. It began early but was well received. Time with my family is always valued. The traditional tree, gifts and meal; family gathered around and excitement of Santa was present. Mom was her usual boisterous self with lots of love. It was fun to be with my Sis and her kiddo's. The air is always full of love, joy, peace, and hope.

The holidays did prove to be short though. I was off of work for an extended period, yet this vacation wasn’t spent how I normally would. I was hold up in North Texas with Great White Hunters. Indeed there was habitation, transportation and food, but the company proved to be the lifesaver.

My Sis and brother-in-law gave Him a week’s stay at their deer lease for Christmas. This was a win-win because if he actually did kill one, I get to eat it.

So we were off! A bag of chips, salsa, a nap here and there and 6 hours later we arrived. Oh, and a 30 degree drop in temperature. Did I mention the ride was a BLAST? I was lucky enough to ride with not one but 2 singers. One of which is a part-time DJ turns out. There was no lack of entertainment, or lapse in music. Not commercials or fuzz from dead zones. I had the entire comfy backseat to myself, equipped with a pillow and blanky.

We pull onto a red dirt road and I think ‘we are here’. But no. I am told there are 7800 something acres and by the time we got to the cabin I think we traveled 8700 acres. It was truly amazing. We arrive at the cabin and unload, just in time to get settled and head for bed. Before I know it, it is 5am and I hear an alarm buzzing. Holy Hell it is time for the great hunters to head out. I wave them good luck and roll over. They returned at 7:30am and chilled until time to leave again at 3pm. They returned about 7:30pm and then chilled again for a while before bedtime. I tell you what, hunters are serious folk. They don’t sleep much once they have their eye on the prize. This daily ritual of theirs exhausted me I tell ya. Not to mention they gave me frostbite by sheer glance.

My niece and I read and watch movies; colored and played Sudoku during the day time. With no cable and no boys, what else were we going to do? THENNNN….. We found a pellet gun. Dundundundun… We found our true calling. We are bird hunters. She and I had the most fun [white trash style] standing in the kitchen, aiming out the window [it was F*ing cold] aiming at birds [actually shooting less than 1%]. Of course her dad had to clean them; we were SOO not doing THAT. You must be joking.

We went into town a few times with Sis and the Family. We were like kids in a candy store. There was a general store [giggle, this was like a ghost town], a café and an antique shop. We most assuredly visited them all. Well we had to, we were out of pellets. I sometimes feel sorry for sis when she has to be a mom to 4 kids.

Then before we knew it the week was over and we had to load up and head south. Gas, chips, a candy bar, a stop in Copperas Cove for 2 kids, and 6 hours later we were home. He and my brother-in-law dropped off the dead animals for processing, while we unloaded the car [I was fine with that, hehe]. Lucy grabbed us to save my Sis the last bit of sanity she had. She also me my doggy. Darn I missed him. Her too.

Now it is back to work and the beginning of a new year once again.

God Bless!