Pardon My Interruption: Craig's Thoughts About This And That
More than 1000 pounds of corn rides on the back of this trailer. In front of the corn are are a deer stand and a feeder.
These hunters hope some unsuspecting deer think they have hit the jackpot when they come upon all this corn. They also hope the corn isn’t wasted, which is to say, they hope the deer come home in place of the bags of corn.
. . . that I last put on a pair of these:
This Saturday, I may wear them again. I’m entered in Temple Baptist Church’s Missionary Rodeo in Dumas, Texas.
I wasn’t very good back then, so I’m not expecting to win all-around cowboy or anything like that. Hopefully, I’ll have fun and be able to manage my horse well. I don’t think there will be any rough-stock events (that’s bucking events for those not familiar with rodeo lingo), which is good since it would be foolish for me to get on anything that bucks.
I was on a horse about a month ago, so I hope that was a sufficient re-orientation for me.
Here’s my motto for this rodeo:
I was happy to discover roasted corn nuts in the Jerusalem market. Well, . . . not those Corn Nuts®, but close enough to satisfy my salty snack craving. These corn nuts are from Spain, but they taste identical to Corn Nuts®, and that makes me really happy.
When we are in the States, we usually spend a lot of time on the highways, and I have a few favorite road snacks: Jack in the Box tacos (usually 2/99¢, but even better at 3/99¢!), Corn Nuts®, and quick stop (i.e. gas station snack bar) burritos when we are driving in west Texas. Wow, my mouth’s watering just thinking about those treats!
Here’s a bin of Spanish corn nuts at the Jerusalem market.
Archery season has opened in Texas, so I thought this “shot” from about a week ago would be appropriate. This trio was 400-500 yards away from me, so they were out of range for anything but my Nikon. Oh yeah, I spotted them southeast of Jerusalem, about 6,900 miles away from Dallas, Texas.
It’s football season and almost time for the State Fair of Texas, so these really hit the spot. Our dear friends, Ken and Lucy Nunn, from North Carolina blessed us with a treasure trove of goodies. And among the goodies were several cans of Wolf Brand Chili, which are now being rationed.
Before Ken came on his last visit, he asked if there was anything special that we would like. Our answer: “Canned chili. Preferably, Wolf Brand Chili, but since you are on the east coast, any local brand of chili will be fine.”
Ken likes a challenge, so he searched the Internet to find where he could get Wolf Brand. We never imagined Ken would go to the trouble of shipping WBC from San Antonio, Texas to North Carolina so he could bring it to us in Israel, or we would not have asked for that item. However, Ken and Lucy are like that: They really want to bless those they love. And in God’s mercy, we have been one of the targets of their love.
Over the years they have brought a variety of things for us and others: clothes, candy corn, licorice, scented pencils, beef jerky, kids books, scholarships, baseball uniforms, baseball equipment, and chili are a partial list. And, all of it has been gathered, packed and carried with lots of love.
Ken and Lucy, you are a treasure. We love you.
By the way, the chili has been enjoyed in the form of chili cheeseburgers and chili dogs. Next up: Nachos with a perfect blend of cheese, chili and (recently acquired) jalapenos. Thanks for your part in the menu.