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I have decided I am not a huge fan of Panhandle storms. This may take some getting use to. I will admit, the one that we had last night scared the living bejeezus out me.
~I have an issue with...pie. Last night for dinner, I had a slice of Lemon Meringue, a slice of Cheese Cake and for dessert I had Pineapple Upside Down Cake...all of which were home-made. I seriously need to examine this problem. Is there a 12 step program for dessertaholics? Hi, my name is Marlene and I haven't met a dessert I did not like...maybe if they were not all made with butter, I might like them less. Look at this bad boy...I know, right?

I miss the ocean and the smell of salt in the air. I miss fresh seafood caught earlier that day. I miss the boat horns and the bay breeze...that sweet Virginia breeze. We will relish in it for four days at the end of July. I will also be thrilled to see the boys at Angry Adam's Wine and Cheese Spot!!! Our hotel room will be right over top of the shop!

This is the only semblance of a store within a 30 mile radius. Seriously, dude. But...they do have fresh made pie, Blue Bell Ice Cream, and Chocolate...so I'm good.

Puppies are the epitome of true love. I absolutely adore this boy. He loves his Momma.

I love to serve grumpy, old men food and watch them enjoy it only to see a spark of a smile emit from their mouth. It makes me giggle.
~It is always wise to scrap the cow poop off one's cowboy boots before entering an eating establishment.

I love the clang, clang, clang that spurs make on the concrete floors of the restaurant. It reminds me of Aaron Copland's "The Grand Canyon Suite". I adore all his compositions. I also think of the musical Oklahoma.
~I might have a Beef Brisket Burrito with Colorado Green Chili Sauce and Cheese for dinner tonight, instead of pie...but then again...maybe not.
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This is Home Girl on the Range wishing you a very blessed day.