‘d’ is for Daniel… my father. Class of ’72 and not pictured in any known yearbook. He is a retired career ARMY first-sergeant and has no middle name. Neither does my mother. I think this is one of the reasons they fell in love.
‘d’ is for Daniel Charles… my younger but taller brother. He is a captain in the United States Air Force and has fantastic hair. He’s taken, Ladies, by one of the sweetest Texas girls you’ll ever meet. His middle name is for our great-grandfather, who was a bugler in WW1.
‘d’ is for Dansko… as in the shoes. I recently retired my trusty ol’ clogs after 10+ years of faithful service. I don’t want to talk about it. It was a hard day for me. My math tells me that those shoes cost me 2 pennies per day over the last ten years. *sniff* I mean it when I say they were worth every single penny. I miss you, shoes!
‘d’ is for dance… as in the Texas Two-Step. Contrary to popular belief, Texans do not line-dance. We do Cotton-Eyed Joe, but that’s more of a circle. Here are some folks dancing in Austin (ignore the bouncing couple… they must be from out of town), and here are my Aggie Wranglers doin’ some fancy footwork. Oh, man… I loooove to two-step. It’s something everyone learns at A&M because it’s just what you do on Thursday nights. You can go with a date or with a crowd, but it doesn’t matter. Every one dances with everyone… such a great time.
‘d’ is for Ducktales and Bobbysocks… my Senior Play in high school where I played a lead role as a waitress. The performance was on a Saturday… a Saturday I was supposed to be defending my #1 ranking as an Alto singer at the Texas All-State competition. I almost failed choir for choosing the play over the competition. My one act of rebellion… whew! I was a little out-of-control back in the day, Folks.
‘d’ is for dinner… and me standing on the sidelines as Curt wrangled 3 girls (2 of them our nieces) and a dog around pancakes, syrup, and bacon. It was tricky and a very good lesson in what life may be like in 10 years, but he passed with flying colors.
Happy Monday, y’all 🙂
Ry and I are headed to Texas Wednesday… on a plane! Pray for us! Pray for me! Pray for the people sitting near us! Oh, lawdy.