Desperate X

In a act of desperation, and I do mean desperation I loaded everyone up and took off!

One afternoon this week, Jack and I went driving, found the airport, and Sonic for soft icecream.  It was so much fun that I mentioned to Mother that we found a place for icecream and that we thought we would take a drive to find a town that Jack had been reading about in the newspaper.

This morning she was all dressed and made up,etc. ready for an outing.  I asked where she was going....she said to Chattanooga! 

We hadn't planned on going this morning...........oh well in an act of desperation to ease the DEPRESSION I have been having I loaded everyone up and we went on a drive.  First to the lake that is about 6 miles east of us.  There were lots of picnic tables, shelters, and really a nice place.  Then we  traveled on East for a while till the road turned really bad and narrow.  We then went South for quite a ways.  I knew where we were going, but this road was just a country road and somewhat rough, dusty, but interesting things to see.  Mother began to complain it was taking too long,etc.  We finally got to Chattanooga and it was an interesting little town.

We then went North to a little town of Cache where Quannh Parker has the Indian White House.  We didn't find the  place nor did we find a place to eat that was wheelchair assessible.  This is more common here that I like to think.  Then we went on to Indiahoma and found a place called "Whistle Stop Cafe".

This place was truly unique.  It was like a small mall inside an old grocery store.  The city hall, comunity center, tanning salon, beauty shop, the works but down the middle was the restaurant.  Much like our malls in California in many ways. LOL  The special of the day was mexican food.  It sounded good, the price $5.00 and included the drink and homemade pie for dessert.  Well we were wonderfully surprised by the huge platter of delicious food.  Of course we could not do justice to it, and took the homemade cocoanut pie and apple pie home, LOL

On the way home Mother complained about the length of time we were out, and how long it took to get to Chattanooga, etc. And she didn't want to go down one particular road again!    I told her that her lists of dislikes was getting so long that soon she would not be invited to go with us, because we would be probably going someplace she didn't like or on a road she didn't like! Oh well that didn't go over very well.  THE FUNNY PART WAS SHE WASN'T INVITED YET TO GO WITH US, WE WOULD HAVE ASKED HER WHEN WE DECIDED WHEN WE WERE GOING.  I guess it is getting to me when she decides where we are going and when we are going.  

Do you ever wonder what you will be like at 89?  I hope my daughter is patient with me! lol

Let there be Peace in this country home.