late and early

I went to work today but I was late because even though I left the house ten minutes early there was a coal train crossing my path. So I would have been on time. There are more trains right now because of the flood. Nobody's built an ark yet. The babies were sweet today, my favorite two toddlers were there. One of their moms said I looked really young. She was talking about going to Biker Nights tonight but hesitated and I was wondering why but later she said it's cause she was going to ask me if I was going but she thought I was about 19 and so didn't ask me after all. I think that is hilarious. We got on the subject because I was talking about my kids, one of whom is 15. So I can't be 19. Thank you Memaw for the beautiful skin. Sometimes though I wonder, do I not have wrinkles because I don't squint, and therefore did I allow myself to get cataracts because I never squinted and therefore I don't have wrinkles but I have had cataract surgery. Would you rather look young and be wrinkle free or would you rather not have eye surgery where they cut open your eye, pulverize your lens, vacuum it out of your eyeball and insert a prosthetic lens?

My neighbor has this friend and the other day for the neighbor's wife's birthday the friend was talking to me about starting his own business because he is tired of working for people. So since I had been sorting through all my papers and such, I knew the exact location of the small business development file I had from 2008 when I lost my job and attended informational meetings about the resources available in this community to people who didn't have jobs. So I brought this guy my folder of information about the subject. And so now he thinks he can call me. Well it is not bad per se that he calls me, it's just that generally nobody calls me and I'm not a big fan of talking on the phone to strangers unless they are doing surveys about stupid stuff like will I go to a bank if it's in a grocery store? No. I won't. Anyway he called me and asked me to go next door this evening because they were having a father's day grill out. Well there was the chance they'd have boudin, so I went. And they did. And I chatted with the guy about opening up his own business and would I help him if he needed help thinking of things, sure okay I would do that. But everybody else was acting all strange. My neighbor's wife barely tolerates me. It's just a very different scene over there from my usual. But like I said, they were grilling and they get all offended if I don't eat with them. I was then mortified when suddenly my plate flew out of my lap and my boudin and a piece of hot sausage hit the grass at my feet. All I could do was stare at it with a shocked look on my face. I wasn't even drinking! It doesn't hurt that they are really good grillers. They should open up a grilling food business if anything. So as I was leaving they made me promise to bring back boudin from LA when I come back. Ugh I'm tired.

Along Life's Highway isn't really doing her blog lately so I wanted to show you this:

Welcome to Rural Iowa. We like pigs. And we like corn. And that is all.