Kathleen H. Taylor
fieldaflowas@yahoo.com
Welcome back to Beason. I bet you are wondering what tall tales I have for this week.
First and foremost, I must thank Arnold Richards for a great Sunday morning. Some of the things we talked about had been on my mind for a while. You made me feel like I belonged. Therefore, I am very grateful for that.
The countdown is on until Annie Sparks' wedding on June 28. We are all very excited for her. I have been helping make favors for the reception. It was very hard to keep out of the candy while I was making them. You never know, the Hershey Kisses might have something wrong with them. I had to taste test them occasionally just to be sure.
Little "Beason" Rascals
We are planning a short vacation to Dollywood. We have to cut it short due to limited means. Actually, that is totally fine with me. Two kids in an amusement park for one day is more than enough. If anyone has any information or reviews about Dollywood, please contact me. I want to know what torture I can prepare for before we go.
I was hoping to get over to Graceland while we were in Tennessee. But, once again, time and money are issues. Ethan loves Elvis music. He would love that trip; however, Avery could care less. If it's something Avery doesn't care about, it makes for an unpleasant time for all.
I recall when I thought Elvis would dump Priscilla and marry me when I grew up. Little did I know there were several other chicks with that same dream closer to the front of the line. I also remember the day of his death. I was crushed. I had so much Elvis memorabilia I had collected over the years. I had newspaper articles, some record albums (that tells you how old I really am) trading cards, the works. When we moved from Mass. To WV it seemed to have disappeared. I hate that those things are gone, but, the memories of a childhood remains. Of course, Shaun Cassidy was my back-up plan for future husband. I had some 45's of his music (that's really showing my age). They didn't seem nearly as cool as The King's. As I said, he was only Plan B.
The deer are taking over Beason. I've tried to get pictures, but, they don't stay still for long. It's funny that when hunting season comes there are none to be found. There's an interesting picture of a buck at the Washburn Store. It has an antler stuck in one of its eyes. Apparently, he and another buck had a difference of opinion. I guess it's bad enough to have an antler in an eye, but to be shot as well. Talk about a bad day at the office!
Betty and Edgel seem to have their garden coming along really well. Further on down the road, the lodge with the natural facilities even has a garden. I am pretty certain they have more than an ample supply of fertilizer. I didn't even know we had a garden until someone told me. All I can say about that is, I refuse to can beans and all the labor that goes with it. So, my best advice is. "good luck with that." I have managed to kill my hanging plants. I knew I would. It was only a matter of time. For future reference, it is critical one water the flowers especially when it is scorching outside. I am glad that flowers are not human-like otherwise I would be responsible for more than a $12.99 death.
We are geared up for the Fourth of July. We are armed and dangerous with several dollars worth of fireworks. Nothing but an awesome fireworks show can bring friends closer by oohing and ahhing together. That's true redneck love and friendship right there. As your redneck friend, I am asking you not to drink and drive this holiday.
Health and happiness for the upcoming week.
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