tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post5863777330208488234..comments2024-03-28T20:40:18.960-04:00Comments on The Misadventures of Widowhood: Taxes, Texas and Mourning DovesMisadventures of Widowhoodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-73539542393184295312014-03-16T22:20:55.631-04:002014-03-16T22:20:55.631-04:00In my mind I had Lubbock mixed up with Luchenbach ...In my mind I had Lubbock mixed up with Luchenbach and when I looked Lubbock up online I was shocked to see how big a city it was. At the point I knew I was confused on where we'd been---no town grows that fast---and it was bugging the heck out of me that I couldn't remember. I can't tell you how happy you made me when you left a comment.<br /><br />It you were in the Upper Peninsula Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-1416837363439647622014-03-16T21:50:01.293-04:002014-03-16T21:50:01.293-04:00I am glad you were able to remember your trip to L...I am glad you were able to remember your trip to Luchenbach. That is not an easy name to remember. You traveled in my favorite area in Texas to visit. My husband and I traveled quite a bit, but we never made it to Michigan. I did go to the Upper Peninsula when I was a teenager, and always wanted to go back, but somehow we never went that direction. The memories are great, even though I Btexannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-35731797176831130542014-03-16T20:01:04.580-04:002014-03-16T20:01:04.580-04:00Exactly! People don't understand stuff like th...Exactly! People don't understand stuff like that, Even if you relabeled the one tin that your husband had written, seeing the new label could still trigger a flash-back kind of thing...like pinging the past.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-78539408949382916092014-03-16T18:47:13.521-04:002014-03-16T18:47:13.521-04:00Oh yes, those reminders! This morning, I cooked up...Oh yes, those reminders! This morning, I cooked up a pot of beans for my son, as I do every Sunday. I opened the spice drawer, full of tins that with handwritten labels. As I do every Sunday, I reached for the cumin and chili powder, the cumin in my handwriting and the chili powder in my husband's. I pick that up every Sunday. Sometimes I don't notice it. Sometimes it stings. This morningFichereaderhttp://somenewnormal.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-38110063211535981532014-03-16T08:37:41.085-04:002014-03-16T08:37:41.085-04:00I'm am so sorry that you lost your husband. We...I'm am so sorry that you lost your husband. We widows do all share a surprising number of coincidences and reading other people's blogs has been helpful to me, too, as well was writing one.<br /><br />Thank you so much for the information about Luckenbach! I just checked out the images of the place on line and that was the place that I was trying so hard to remember every since you Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-28999154468298462212014-03-15T23:05:02.208-04:002014-03-15T23:05:02.208-04:00I am the lurker from Lubbock, Texas. My name is E...I am the lurker from Lubbock, Texas. My name is Ernestine, and I have noticed that there is another Ernestine who has a blog. I do not know of a site where Willie Nelson parked his bus near Lubbock. He has performed in Lubbock, but is usually here just one night, and I suppose parks his bus just outside the arena. However, your description of the site sounds very much like Luckenbach, Texas.BTexanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10882399776529919636noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-20145316431863272892014-03-15T21:48:49.589-04:002014-03-15T21:48:49.589-04:00I don't know what it is about Willie's mus...I don't know what it is about Willie's music but it sure hasn't lost his appeal over the years.<br /><br />LOL at you're husband's assumption. Kind of hard to prove one way or another. Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-31945800347935409442014-03-15T20:07:23.719-04:002014-03-15T20:07:23.719-04:00We have Mourning Doves, too. They sit on the raili...We have Mourning Doves, too. They sit on the railing of our porch and make their soothing cooing sound. I assumed your extra dove was an offspring or a widow, but my husband immediately suggested a ménage à trois. Men are so unimaginative sometimes. I bet they are the same trio that has been visiting for a decade. I had no idea they could live for over thirty years. <br /><br />Your trip to San Bella Rumhttp://culdesacchronicles.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-71409340844004299762014-03-15T00:23:03.590-04:002014-03-15T00:23:03.590-04:00We did the River Walk, Alamo and other tourist thi...We did the River Walk, Alamo and other tourist things in San Antonio, too, but the romance writer's convention we attended was not boring. <br /><br />I agree with you about Mourning Doves and I really love the way they sound, too.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-24473648307244007192014-03-14T23:39:32.319-04:002014-03-14T23:39:32.319-04:00Isn't this weird--I also was in San Antonio in...Isn't this weird--I also was in San Antonio in 1990--a sponsored trip by Buick Motor Division. I got to see the Alamo and did the River Walk/gondola ride and went to endless, boring meetings. I love Mourning Doves--to me they are the gentlest of birds and when I watch them, I always feel a calming coming over me. I love their sound too--although some people say it sounds sad--I think it Judyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03399435237919718544noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-54223779998493072622014-03-14T12:03:35.570-04:002014-03-14T12:03:35.570-04:00I know! That's why I haven't gone to the p...I know! That's why I haven't gone to the post office to have mail addressed to my husband returned to sender.Misadventures of Widowhoodhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17262709452281226620noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5990351249805345004.post-17333039481339707822014-03-14T12:00:38.451-04:002014-03-14T12:00:38.451-04:00Reminders... Do they ever end? This one is prett...Reminders... Do they ever end? This one is pretty funny. Just the other day I got a check to my late husband for a court ordered settlement of drug overcharges. Checks like this have been dribbling in for nine years! GowitheFlohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01842273685414939160noreply@blogger.com