Absent Minded and Bibs

Guess who's coffee was an hour early? And guess who, after posting to Spring forward, forgot?

All has been corrected and I didn't even loose any sleep over it. My 'old timer' neighbor calls every morning to let me know he's still kicking. He says, he never turns his clocks cause he would just have to do it again in the fall...good point Gene. I asked him if he was ever worried about being on time for his appointments? and he says, I'm always early in the summer and on time in the winter...LOL Those old fellers sure know what they're talking about. He says it's them there city edumacated folks that don't know no better. Nuff said., like my Dad used to always say when he heard enough.

Now about this lil' scrapper. His attire is the subject of the hour. My little grandson is sporting a pair of his absolute favorite bib overalls. They are camo 'just like Daddy's', he says.

Now, who doesn't love them.? They speak comfort from the shoulder to the ankle and who can argue with that. Nothing binding, always pockets to hide lil' things like Matchbox cars and trucks, a licorice whip, rocks, crackers for later, crayons for marking the spot and a toy hammer, just in case Grandpa needs help. Or shades in a pocket just in case Daddy wants to take a ride on the 4-wheeler, he will be prepared.

Or bibs for the big people who need plenty of breathing room, and pockets. Pockets for garden tools and seed, camera and pad and pencil to mark the seed trails. Seeds to be planted go in the left pocket. Right pocket holds the empty packets.

Pockets to carry change just in case you need to run into the Quicktrip for a soda for the road trip. Sunglasses have to be stored somewhere...front and center works for me.

Before I go, I have to share what happened here. Little Sis Colleen looking at Bill and myself, were getting ready one TX. morning, she for work, myself for the road trip home to WI. after a perfect visit. She was down the hall coming out of her bedroom, and I was coming out of the guest room just at the same time. Keep in mind now, that all week, my youngest son who was with on this trip, was getting pretty freaked out as to how many times, we would finish each others sentences, pick up the exact same item from a distance apart while shopping to comment on it, read the same card off the greeting card rack,...well, you get the picture.

Anyway, come the morning to leave, and what should happen? but we both come out of the bedrooms at the same time with the same thing on. Now that's kinship. To this day, this still happens, not only with Colleen but also with Mel and Cher, and of course, my twin, Doug. Well, we don't wear the same clothes...anymore...another story, another time.

That's all folks, for today.

God Bless and Have a WONDERFUL Day....the Sun is Shining