Monday morning: 49° at 7:00 a.m. Brrr! I had my annual physical, resulting in glowing marks. Guess I’m pretty healthy, and will be around a long time. A walk along Fulton Beach Road was my reward where we saw an osprey holding a fish in its talons perched atop a piling.
This was followed by happy hour
with Jerry and Bonnie (Idaho) at their site. They have a lovely little paradise
behind their coach, which they’ve cultivated over the years they’ve been here.
Ferns, a willow tree, and other greenery surround their patio area. They’ve
also planted citrus trees, a banana tree (with bunches of bananas on it!), and
a date tree (with 2 dates growing on it!) The following photos are taken from
her FB site. (Hope you don’t mind, Bonnie.) She served a strawberry/balsamic
vinegar/hot pepper jelly over cream cheese that her daughter had made, with
crackers. YUM! Such good friends.
We woke up to an overcast day on
Tuesday, with temps a bit warmer at 60°.
I attended my first Stitch and Bitch session that morning, with 7 other
friends. We discussed how and when to decorate the clubhouse for Thanksgiving
and the anticipated Thanksgiving dinner. It was decided that we’d wait ‘til
Thursday morning to take care of decorating, as there was a happy hour and
dinner Wednesday night for which we’d have to redo the tables. This photo was
taken of our group taken on November 17, where gals were embroidering, working
with fleece for an afghan, knitting, crocheting, and just plain chatting. Fun
times.
Later that day Dick and I attended
happy hour at Lynda’s—there were about 25 people gathered around her patio. The
weather was warm (in the low 70s), and friendships were being renewed.
Afterwards we went to Panjo’s Pizza for dinner, along with friends, Gary and
Pam (Oregon), Bob and Sharon (Missouri), and Arlene (her husband had fallen
recently, injuring his foot and wrist so he didn’t join us; the next day we found
out he had actually broken bones in his foot). Good food, good times. Can’t get
much better than this!
Laundry was on the docket for
Wednesday, after breakfast at Whataburger. Then, Dick walked along Fulton Beach
Road, seeing an egret and osprey.
Happy hour at the clubhouse was at
4:00, following by another of Chef Betty’s wonderful dinners. This night it was Dutchess
potato soup, fish sliders made with grouper, coleslaw, rolls and butter, and
key lime pie for dessert. YUM! Perfect meal preceding Thanksgiving’s feast!
During happy hour an 8-point buck ran through the park, right outside the
clubhouse windows. So cool!
Thursday morning after breakfast the gals decorated the clubhouse for Thanksgiving—tablecloths and centerpieces on the tables—anticipating the 107 people expected for dinner at 2:00, following happy hour at 1:00. Chef Betty supplied the turkeys, stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy; the remaining items were supplied by the campers. Dick, Bob and Gary helped carve 10 turkeys that morning. I guarantee no one went away hungry! The pool tables were covered with cloths to protect them, and then covered with rolls, salads, vegies and other side dishes, and desserts. What a wonderful afternoon with friends, old and new, who have become our Texas family.
That evening, after naps and a day
of football, we joined Bill and Carole, and Gary and Pam for 3 games of Pegs
and Jokers. Guys:1, gals: 2. Woot-woot!
Weather continued to warm up. The
thermometer read 71° at 7:00 a.m. Friday morning. That morning Dick and I
walked along Fulton Beach Road for about an hour, where we saw quite a few
holiday visitors walking, fishing, and riding their bikes—all with smiles on
their faces.
Later was happy hour at the
clubhouse with live music by the park’s “Jam Session Guys.” What an enjoyable
time—and yes, we do sing along quite often. The park’s owner Paul and his wife
Stephanie, from Dallas, were in attendance after spending Thanksgiving with her
dad in Bayside, Texas. We decided that dinner that night was with me not cooking, so off to Latitude 28°02’
in old town Rockport we went. Dick had Fish Oscar (with black drum, crab and
asparagus), while I had stuffed shrimp (3 each stuffed with crabmeat and
spinach). For dessert we had their crème brulee. And, I also tried their
holiday specialty: crème de cacao with vanilla vodka, rimmed with crushed
peppermint. The entire 5-star dinner rates a YUM-YUM! We walked out of the
restaurant to an almost full moon reflecting on the water, warm temps and a slight
breeze. Perfect!
By Saturday morning the
temperatures had dropped once again to 53°, which was a prelude to the days to
come when temps would drop into the high 40s at night and barely reach 60°
during the day. This is what we’re told to expect for the next week. Brr! Dick
worked at the office for the morning, returning to our camper to see his
beloved Ohio State University Buckeyes beat Michigan State 42:13. He was a
happy camper!
Dick and I attended First Baptist Church of Rockport on Sunday morning, for the beginning of Advent, and their 5th Sunday prayer service. The first Advent candle was lit, worship songs were sung, and prayers were lifted up by 4 members of the congregation for church leaders, leaders of great country and God's people. They also reminded us that Jesus and the
salvation he brings is the reason we can have hope in this dark world. What a wonderful way to begin this holiday season.
After a quick breakfast at Subway, and picking up a few items at Walmart, we headed home. Dick had an 11:00 meeting with the park's owner, and I worked on Dick's sweater, that I hope to have done by Christmas. At 2:00 we met at the clubhouse for the ice cream social and a few games of Pegs & Jokers with friends Bill and Carole, Pam, Alice, Bob and Sharon. Ahem! Attention! The gals walloped the guys, 3:0! Woot-woot!
Then, we headed home to watch the Seattle Seahawks take a win over the Pittsburgh Steelers, 39:30. It was a good day!
That’s it for this week. Our lives
have stabilized here in Rockport, but they’re never boring! Thanks for sharing
our lives with us. We pray God’s blessing on y’all during this special holiday
season.
Hugs,
RJ and Gail
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