It Feels Like Home

Unlike a lot of full timers we have no place other than a mail box in Livingston Texas, that we can call our home base.  This is our second year at Alamo Palms and the welcome we have received from so many of the people that we met last year, and all our new neighbors, gives us a warm and fuzzy feeling.  This has to be one of the friendliest parks in the valley, and the busiest.  There is so much going on, there is no way you could not have a good time. 

Today is Chucks birthday, make that his 74th one, wow, how did we get so old so fast.  We don’t think we are any where close to what our bodies seem to be, which at times, is at the bottom of that famous hill.   As long as we stay away from “boot hill”, all is well.  The park is having a viewing of the lights tonight, and they are having hay rides and breaking out all the golf carts so everyone can partake.  After wards one of our neighbors has invited a group over for a get together.  Sure that it will be fun and we will get to meet more of the neighbors.  I’m going to sneak over a cake for birthday boy. 

Yesterday was our first trip to the flea market.  Ordered a outside roller shade for the back window, and to have the fabric replaced on the awning.  Can not touch the price here, so get’er done.  Wonderful to buy huge bags of oranges and grape fruit for 3 dollars each. Plus got the ingredients for Chuck salsa.  Nothing else interested us.  The market was really very empty compared to last year, but maybe after Christmas.  Can’t say the same for the restaurants, they are full from 4:30 on.  We usually have linner (lunch/dinner) before 4, that way we beat the crowd and pay lunch prices.  Nothing cheap about us, I’ll have water with lemon, please, add a sweetener and whala….lemonade, group.

Well, I’m off to play bridge, Chuck had a doctors appointment this morning, and he has not made it back yet.  Hope they are not holding him hostage again. 

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL