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... pretty full by the time I had finished.
After Rueben's, Regina took me to the post office to send the box. The lady there asked me to fill out a form declaring what was in the box. She wanted to know exactly what was in there. Jeez, there was so many bits and pieces that I couldn't name everything. Anyway, $162.00 later, it was on its way to Australia. Let's hope it gets there around the ...
... stuck behind a couple of different log trucks along the way.
We got there around 11:30 and went to get some breakfast before our walk to the bridge and waterfall.
There is 137 steps to get down to the track that leads to the bridge. We all lost count coz none of us could shut up long enough to keep count.
We met this fella along the way, who was enjoying the ...
... box for me to pack all my stuff in, that I am sending home. Kay said she had a couple of things to give me to take home so we went to her place in Ringold and got them and she also gave me some packing tape as I had none.
When we left Applebee's, there was a huge black cloud hanging over us and Kay said that it was probably raining at her house. Sure enough when we got there, everything ...
... go hungry around them.
After lunch, we played cards and looked at photo albums. Elizabeth has 29 great grandchildren.
I had a very quiet afternoon reading and catching up on emails.
We cleaned up outside from the party and I found this butterfly that I thought could only be found in Queensland.
We are all completely buggered from the big weekend, so its early nights all ...
... We sat around for a lot of the day doing more talking and drinking (yes I know, getting to be quite a habit) but as we all know, we gotta do what the locals do. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
Gail's daughter and grandchildren left around 4pm and the house was suddenly very quiet.
Gail and I went out to play a few games of corn hole and of course she whooped my **** big time. At least I ...