I did stumble onto some Sage today and asked what their beef with the cowgirls is. They really couldn't say anything bad. Same as the Cowgirls I spoke to last week. Neither one has anything bad to say about one another. They just sound like the leaders of the particular posse's are going about their own agendas to make themselves look like they have a better outcome. The rank and file, Sage & Cowgirls don't feel their best interest is being portrayed in the "negotiations" (if there are any at all) and feel it would be in the best interest of all to use their strengths to benefit each other's weaknesses. So from my point of view I'm going to have to see if smarter minds prevail while watching from the sidelines. Have you ever gotten between sagebrush and a cowgirl.....? When they're mad at each other???? It ain't pretty. I had to have Tommy John surgery on both knees, my right arm, my left ear, six toes had to be reafixed to one foot. That's why they call me Lefty. I have six toes on one foot and four on the other just because I got between sagebrush and cowgirls. So anyway, nothing relevant in the so called negotiations. Let's head back to Nellie's Kitchen. It's not as boring over there...…
Last nights guest list filled out about as planned. Robin brought her latest boyfriend, Flaggy. He's a tough little fellow and I do mean little. She looks like the Titanic steaming next to a tug with this lil feller. Tough too. He appears to have taken a serious beating before the two arrived for dinner. His lapel was all mussed up with a rip up the back of his jacket. He still ate like he was gathering food to take home to the nest. Robin she kept an eye on Flaggy to make sure he was doing alright. She seemed a bit nervous most of the time they were there. It wasn't until the rednecks showed up and started arguing with the du'Ves. Apparently one of the "orange"-neck rednecks got insulted by a spare-"0" who was a friend of the du'Ves. This started a mele that had feathers flying across the Kitchen. Nellie was able to manage the action and keep the damage at a minimum. The rednecks and the spare O's were dismissed. Robin and Flaggy were alone for a brief moment at the kitchen and Flaggy whispered something to Robin. No one heard what was said but everyone heard the reaction. Robin jumped from her seat, spilling water all over Flaggy, and screamed, "YES FLAGGY YES!!!!!!!" One can only assume the rest. Meanwhile Nellie was seating the some of the RTH clan. Once again not sure which of the youngins showed up but they showed up hungry. Timm led the posse and Rachelle was not with them. There were two more than normal this time. I'm just going to guess and say that Hunter and Haley were the dinner guests this evening. Hunter is Timm's son from another marriage and looks much more like his mother than Timm. Haley is the only one in the clan who is accepting of Hunter so that's why I think that's who Timm brought to the kitchen this evening. Nellie seated them without any fuss. Robin and Flaggy picked at their plates and stole peeks into each other's eyes. Each time their smiles grew bigger. It was getting well into the evening and Nellie's was about ready to close the doors when out of nowhere the Craven family came through the door. "Party of 12!?!" Nellie's first relation was "oh shit", thankfully her second was to seat this raucous dozen as fast as possible and start a bar tab. The Craven's came in ywith some of the Scrubjez and a few Stejez. It sounded like someone gave Dennis Leary, Gilbert Godfrey, & Rush Limbaugh ten hits of Molly and told them to recite the bill of rights. It got noisy to say the least but all was well, everyone appeared to be having fun. While tending to the Cravens, Nellie was called away to greet a special guest. Erving Beekles. Someone of high regard under the big red cinder cone. Erving brought his date the impeccable Ms. Eva Gross. Compared to the heavies the Beekles have more weight to throw around in greater mass so everyone gives them much respect.
As Robin gazed into Flaggy's eyes as if star-struck by Zeus' lightning Bolt. The rest of the crowd clambered in their happiness and reveled in atmosphere that catered to good love and happiness at Nellie's Kitchen.
This is where things went crazy and all hell broke loose. It would seen one of the RTH clan, most likely Hunter, was fooling around with one of the Cravens in the hallway to the bathroom. Screams and yells were heard from across the street. There was so much noise I have to out down the hand tongue and rekindle this interlude at another time. As fate would have it Flaggy did propose to Robin and she said yes. The rest of the drama at Nellie's Kitchen is going to have to wait for another day. Better stay tuned cuz things are gonna heat up. Not just the oven, Craven Babyrow got herself all up in Hunters business and sparks are starting to fly. Btw, the Cravens name their children with their last name first as we would translate it in our culture. So if I were a Craven I would Craven Gilstrap Carmen. Weird, I know just deal with it. I think this is the part where I'm supposed (not spose, like the rednecks say) to say "good night Gracie" so good night Gracie and may all you dreams come true. Thanks for stopping by and the fire will be lit more often now so stop on by anytime. Be sure the ones you love know it, go easy on the salt, and tell Bigfoot, if ya see him/her, I want my REO Speedwagon cassette back. Love y'all, Carmen oooooooooooot.
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