Good morning and welcome back once more…to Miz Judi’s Kitchen!
I hope this finds everyone healthy and happy today. I was sitting around and wondering what I might share with you today, and I happened to think about my brother and the day he brought that darn horse home. Well, I guess you could call it a horse, that thing was so skinny you could read a newspaper through it.
Well, with him being the only boy, of six girls, you might say he was just a little spoiled…maybe.
Now, he’d been wanting a horse for a while, and there was an old man that lived about 10 miles from us, who just so happened to be trying to get rid of a horse that he had. Just like I said, Ted had been driving Mama crazy over getting him a horse…any horse. As long as he had four feet, a mane on top of his head, and a tail hanging off the other end, well, that’d do just fine!
Well, my Daddy had passed away, and poor ole’ Mama had her hands full just trying to keep our place up and feeding and clothing seven children. There wasn’t much money, and times were hard, but we stayed fed and had clean clothes on our backs, and we had shoes…as long as I wasn’t droppin’ them out of a school bus! (Canada Free Press)
Mama had told Ted, no, you can’t get a horse, because she knew he would not take care of it, and she sure had more to do than worry about feeding a horse.
Ted had gone off with one of his friends to the store, and they happened to run into this man that had been trying to get rid of this ole skinny thing, but all Ted could see was a HORSE! So, he got the bright idea to go ahead and get it, and be dogged what Mama said! Oh, that boy was right proud of himself, he’d done gone and got himself a horse!
He pulled up to the house with a trailer his buddy pulled back for him, and went to unloading that poor ole’ thing…and Mama?? Well, let’s just say she was none too happy with Ted and his bright idea, in regards to “horse-trading!”
Ted’s buddy, who’d took him to town, knew all about Miss Thelma, and we he got a good look at Mama’s face, he decided he better be headed back to town…horse trailer and all!
She looked at Ted, and asked him, “Did you get that horse from that old man in Mayo?”
Ted said, “Yes Mama, he just give him to me, and let us borrow his trailer to bring him home in.”
Mama told him, “Boy, he’s been trying to get rid of that poor excuse for a horse for months, now! You can see he’s not taken care of him, look how skinny that thing is!”
You’re going to take that horse right back where you got him from! Ted said, “But Mama, he said he wouldn’t take him back, that if I took him, I’d have to keep him!”
To this day, I can hear my Mama saying, “Oh yea…he’ll take him back!”
Now Ted was like most kids at that age, he didn’t know when to keep his mouth shut. So he told Mama, “Look Mama, we don’t even have a trailer to get him back with, my friend got scared and done took off with the trailer!
Well, this time Mama had heard her a bellyful! The argument over that dern horse, or whatever it was, was from here on out…history!
She looked up at Ted and said,” Boy, you won’t be needin’ a trailer, “You’re going to ride that horse back where you got him from!”
Ted looked at her, like only Ted could look, and said, “Ride him back? But Mama it’s about 10 miles, to Mayo! Do you think he’ll make it?” Now all of a sudden, this fine horse, as Ted HAD been calling him, now had ole’ Ted wondering if indeed he could make the trip.
Mama said, “Sure son, he’ll make it, `cause I’m gonna follow you and that, whatever it is, all the way back to Mayo, in the car!” When she told him you better get started, Ted was so shocked that he just looked at her, but as soon as he realized she was serious as serious could be, that boy hopped on that horse, and off those two went!
Mama loaded us all up in the car, and took off behind him. I can just see him right now, bouncing up and down on that ole horse…headed to Mayo! I know we must have been some sight! Ted on the horse, and Mama and six kids piled up in our old car, following right behind “Roy Rogers and Trigger,” going down the side of that road.
Once we finally got to the old man’s place where the horse came from, the old man came out and told Ted, “You know, I told you I wouldn’t take the horse back if you took him home!”
Well, just about that time Mama walked up, and it wasn’t but just a minute or two, and the man decided, he’d actually be glad to have the old horse back! As a matter of fact, he was telling Mama that he’d had that horse so long, he was already beginning to miss him, just stick him right back over there in the barn, that’d be fine!
Long story short, by the time Mama had pulled a few choice words oughta’ her bag for him, and I don’t think today’s the time, or the place to be repeating them, so let’s just say, he took the horse back, and that was the last of Ted wanting a horse!
Thank you guys once more for coming back to see us! We really appreciate you taking the time to do so!
God Bless you all, and be sure to keep a smile on your face, and one in your heart!
Deb
Dear Dub and Deb… (You can learn a bit about me at my website… but PLEASE DON’T PUBLISH the link, and don’t order anything – all books are out of print)
I’d like to share some things I’ve been doing since the Lord YHWH told me in 1990′s to leave city living and move back to the family farm in west Texas. …That the country would go belly-up, so learn to live without money as Ma and Pa did through the depression when I came along.
Love that Judi… we’ve dialogued some regarding US Prez Zip… and her good string of writers. (She’ll recognize me I think, by email addres.)
Let me know if you want some of my tales…
Am enjoying your instructions on gardening, the recipes and tales… especially the shoes out the bus window, and Horse Trading!
Blessings and Shalom on all you do… keep up the good work!
Texas Gal
Good morning Tex!! We’re glad you stopped in. Are you from Texas, or originally from Louisiana, and just got tired of being called, “Louie?” Just pickin at you, having fun, ain’t that what it’s all about?
No seriously Texas Gal, we’re so glad you’ve been enjoying our site! Honestly, because of people just like yourself, this has become so much fun for us, thank you all again, we’re having an absolute ball jawin back and forth with you guys!
If you’d like to send us a story, we’d love for you to. Shoot, it ain’t nothin to change the authors name from Texas Gal, to Dub! Heck, I do it all the time!!
Please continue to stop in and visit! We love hearing from one and all!
D&D
Just for you, Dub n’ Deb! From That ol’ Texas Gal
THINGS I LEARNED FROM BEING RAISED IN TEXAS
Armadillos sleep in the middle of the road with their feet in the air.
There are 5,000 types of snakes on earth and 4,998 live in Texas
There are 10,000 types of spiders. All 10,000
live in Texas , plus a couple no one’s seen before.
If it grows, it sticks; if it crawls, it bites.
‘Twiced’ is a word.
People actually grow and eat okra
‘Fixinto’ is one word.
There is no such thing as ‘lunch.’ There is only dinner and then supper.
Iced tea is appropriate for all meals and you start drinking it when you’re two. We do like a little tea with our sugar!
‘Backwards and forwards’ means I know everything about you!
Djeet is actually a phrase meaning ‘Did you eat?’
You don’t have to wear a watch because it doesn’t matter what time it is. You work until you’re done or it’s too dark to see.
You don’t PUSH buttons, you MASH them.
You measure distance in hours. Like its 6 hours from Houston to Dallas .
You’ll probably have to switch from ‘heat’ to ‘A/C’ in the same day.
‘Fix’ is a verb. Example: “I’m fixin’ to go to the store.”
You install security lights on your house and garage and leave both unlocked.
Yes, Friday night high school football games is serious football!
You carry jumper cables in your car .. . . for your OWN car.
There are only four spices: salt, pepper, Tabasco and ketchup.
The local papers cover national and international news on one page, but require 6 pages for local gossip and sports.
100 degrees Fahrenheit is ‘a little warm.’
We have four seasons: Almost Summer, Summer, still Summer and Christmas.
Going to Wal-mart is a favorite past time known as ‘goin’ to Wally-World.’
Gravy is a food group.
A cool snap (below 70 degrees) is good pinto-bean weather.
A carbonated soft drink isn’t a soda, cola or pop. . . . it’s a Coke, regardless of brand or flavor. Example: ‘What kind a coke you want?’
Fried catfish is the other white meat.
We don’t need no stinking driver’s ed . . . if our mama says we can drive, we can drive.
If you understand these jokes please pass ‘em on to your friends from Texas ———(and those who just wish they were).
EVERYONE can’t be from Texas . You might say it’s a gift from God!
And the most important thing we learn growing up in TEXAS is…
IN GOD WE TRUST
Thanks Tex! Was fixinto to holler at you for a while now, but had to go to Wally World and git Deb sum grape cokes, and then to the tarstore for 4 new tars, then all of a sudden my stomach started going, “Djeet?” Next thing I knew it was Sunday evenin! Thanks for the one-liners, they’re funny. Appreciate it and come visit with us any ole time!
D&D