We at Casa el Dumpo are anguished to admit that we completely missed National Punctuation Day yesterday! ??? !!! And the first day of autumn, to boot. But our excuse is that we took hubby to his annual heart stress test on the treadmill. He did very well, although the cardiologist said he saw some liver toxicity in the bloodwork and took him off that evil Crestor (yay) and commanded him to exercise. The other doctor already told him to get walking, so now he HAS to.
He was in good spirits rather than exhausted as he’d expected to be (that’s because he’s THAT much more normal and better!), so we took a road trip to the east. However, the road wouldn’t cooperate and kept turning back west and north, and we ended up in south Garland near a Dairy Queen. (They had good onion rings, but the fries were sodden.)
I took over the wheel (because the old part of Garland, otherwise known as “Arlen” from “King of the Hill,” is the ugliest and most depressing place ever–he has a talent for running across such locations, whereas I can always find the country, meaning we’ll see horses in at least one fenced yard or pasture) and zoomed back to the north, where we viewed various Old Downtowns in Collin County and several beautiful palominos, and then returned home around 2:40 PM.
I was a bit disappointed, because when he started the trip, he said, “We can go anywhere–we don’t have to be back until Monday at 7 AM!” The matter of Shreveport, LA, was quickly voted down (because the town IS even uglier than those parts of Garland), but Oklahoma was on the radar for a few minutes. However, not only did he start to get tired, but also he got a call from work saying he had to come in today for an all-hands work day. His software did a core dump while trying to read a device. I suspect there’s something wrong with the device. [The usual causes of core dumps include attempted division by zero, reading past end of file, and looking down a nil pointer. You do NOT want to see what is on the other end of a nil pointer!) I’m secretly planning to get him away from there on a weekday to make up for this.
Anyhow, we passed this really . . . unusual . . . place with a front yard full of statues with four-line poems dedicating them to various loved ones. It was almost worth getting lost in south Garland.
I devoutly hope no holy wars are declared as a result of my posting these pix. Just . . . we’ve never seen anything quite like this one. Some of the poems were extremely depressing (there was a Chinese version followed by a translation).
In historic downtown Rowlett (that’s really what they call it, too), we saw a tiny bitty old Catholic church that must have been about 300 square feet, left over from the olden days of small towns, but it had beautiful stained glass windows all around and a tall spire and was newly painted. Behind it was the new building that they actually use. I suspect they use the original church as a wedding chapel. It was really history. We also passed a Church of Christ that was building a new sanctuary, and the framework for that was pretty interesting, but my rule is one church per post, so you’ll have to wait for that architectural amazement.
Also, you should feel welcome to drive around on farm-to-market roads anytime.
Texas’ state motto, after all, is “Friendship.”