Sunday

Hi ho, hi ho, it's off to church we go ... gone ... went.  The Nigerian priest sounded EXACTLY like Fr. James (translation:  we didn't understand the homily).  He was very friendly and on our way out of church he busted Phil for not standing up to be introduced as a "visitor".  He looked like Fr. James but his homily (in length only) was more similar to Fr. Greg.  Bless our hearts!

Today's plan has changed so many times we lost count.  We hoped to leave early and catch a noon Mass in Lubbock, TX then head on to Amarillo.  Oops ... forgot that daylight savings change.  We attended mass at St. Ann's in Colorado City then went back to pack up the unit.  All said and done we were already 4 hours behind schedule.

Within minutes on the highway we figured out that the wind gusts were dangerously high.  We limped along at 55 mph and gave up in Lubbock for the day; some gusts were 45-55 mph.  Landed safely in a Walmart parking lot; will find food and try again tomorrow.

Adjuster Dog's POP was Post, TX.  I have no data to provide other than they have one gas station.  Her highness has nothing to report due to the extremely short travel day.

Philoberto is checking in with staffing companies in the morning; lots of "good" weather all along the gulf coast, wind, heavy rainstorms, hail, etc!

This is a random picture of Irish cheese that we purchased in Costco;  Irish Beer, Irish Cheddar and we can't remember the 3rd but it was Irish.  Are ya'll getting ready for St. Patty's Day?  Wonder what we'll do without the Konopkas to entertain us?

Gotta run, Peace & Love & Pray for storms!