Hey, did you all see the nice great big ole trash can with the
American Flag on it as you come into the neighborhood that I put up?
I
raced home so
me and Em Jae could load up all our trash...but lo and behold
when we got back, the darned thing was gone...just like
that...poof....
Anyho, no problemo. We just sauntered on over to the pool era to throw
all there stuff into that nice dumbster that the Burned Tree provided
fer everone.....The BMTA usually only leaves it there whiles the pool is open
but they decided to pay fer it year round, I'm guessing. That is right
neighborly I tell you what. I had to wait in line awhle, though cause all them other
neighbors
from the apartments was a doin the same thing- hoisting all their trash that had piled up into that dumbster there at the pool!
I'm getting my little
pickup truck loaded up now with them old matteresses that them kids of
ours was using during the potty-training days. We stopped giving them Pepsi in their sippy cup after about 11:30 at night when they finally went to bed and they quit wetting all over the place. I don't really care if someone wants to haul them mattresses out. They had lots of good memories for us. Them kids of mine point to different spots and talk about what their re-memories. (Willene swears that one look just like Abraham Lincoln.)
Then me and the wife is sitting home in our "all cleaned of trash" house ret to watch that Lorn Bacall and Hungry Bogart movie we got down to the library.
I'm getting popcorn butter and salt all over the keyboard so will write you more later.
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