Elaine's retirement

After some thirty—some years in the business, Elaine is close to determining a retirement date.  The exact date isn’t known she has narrowed it down to the month.

I’m bringing this up because her retirement added a milestone to our relationship this past week.  Elaine was daydreaming about how she was going to spend her retirement and we were discussing it.  Elaine thought she might like to travel a bit.  I’m not sure how that will work out because Elaine does not like to fly, she won’t leave her animals.  She won’t want to leave her loom and spinning wheel.  And don’t forget she doesn’t think the world is safe.

With all that in mind Elaine says she would like to see some of the “fiber” countries.  Iceland/sheep, Scotland/sheep, Peru/llamas and Alaska/whales.  Okay the last one doesn’t fit.  Iin our discussion, Elaine asked me where I would go.

I traveled a bunch in my construction career.  I don’t have a strong desire to see anywhere.  I will go with Elaine, but there are sheep within fifty miles of here, I don’t need to plan a vacation around them.

I explained to Elaine that I would most likely arrange my travels on the regional cuisine.  I watch travel shows occasionally and sometimes get intrigued at the food.

Thirty (+,-) years ago while working in South Texas, I had lunch at a mom and pop café, in Socorro, Texas.  I had the best pork tacos; I have ever had.  I could plan a vacation around those tacos.

Elaine:  What foods would you like to try?

Me: There is no particular food.  But since this past Christmas I have really enjoyed chewing on ice.

The room went silent.

Elaine broke the silence informing me, “That’s the dumbest thing you have ever said to me!”  I didn’t even know she was keeping track.  Elaine and I have been together over fifty years (48 married, 3 dating) and I finally reached the dumbest thing I have ever said.

This creates a dilemma for me.  Now that I know she is keeping track, do I try to top it?  I would like to know what was the dumbest thing I’ve ever said before, I told her about ice.  Personally, I am proud to have reached this pinnacle and could let it rest there.  That said, I know I can top it with an even dumber statement.  Just give me time.

Sometime in February 2026, I’m going to need to pick a favorite food that is not ice.  I hope there might be some sheep there.

P.S. Elaine wants everyone to know there are fiber animals in Alaska  (Musk Ox)

God Bless, Love ya, try the tacos

Our crazy lives!

Monner