HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!

It seems to me … the people of the United States would be well served if we adopted a very old slogan as our national motto. “Give me liberty, or give me death” or "E Pluribus Unum" (one from many) or “Live Free or Die” are all noble and patriotic state and federal sayings but do you remember “Waste not, want not”? Considering the present state of the economy those who embrace this old-fashioned aphorism will reap benefits formerly believed impossible. As Phil and I go exploring the back roads of our beautiful country we see so much wreckage, so much waste, so much garbage, so much neglect it breaks my heart! Of course, there are the exceptions and I take my hat off to all the recyclers, garage sale sellers and buyers, second-hand/thrift store shoppers, crafters who repurpose formerly discarded items and all those who plant, harvest and preserve a fair amount of their food supply. All these things my mother taught me by example in the 1950s that she learned in the 1930s have served me well in my life. I have never been rich but I have always managed to provide tasty and nutrition filled meals for my family and sustain my middle class lifestyle without ever feeling deprived, so … it seems to me ... the feds should imprint “Waste Not-Want Not” on every piece of money or paper generated by our government. Maybe some of us will listen.

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Now we know why Tennessee and Missouri are so green this time of year. I thought it rained in Washington but that rain is more like a drizzle compared to what we have experience in the past two weeks. Of course, here in the heartland, along with the deluge of rain we also experience lightning and thunder that rattles our Penny the Pace as it rumbles along. We have been subjected to one such storm since we have been in Sikeston, MO but we have also had four beautiful sunshiny days including today. On these days we have spent hours driving roads with letters and numbers for names, through tiny towns with boarded up main streets but alongside hundreds of acres in a variety of crops (Don’t you wish farmers would label their fields for the tourists?) in all stages of growth. We have seen trailer-trash living in what appears to be abject poverty and antebellum mansions behind formidable steel gates. But, what plainly stands out and spoils all the beauty are the tons of rubbish as well as abandoned homes, discarded and deteriorating farm equipment, trailers and cars. As a mother, I say … come on America … recycle; reuse but above all else, CLEAN UP!

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Our stop in Sikeston was scheduled so that we could experience the phenomenon named Lambert’s Café. I have read about this place for years in other RVer’s blogs and it is all that they said and more. We planned our stop during mid-afternoon on a weekday and were seated and served in a timely fashion. Yesterday, we drove by twice around dinnertime within an hour and a half and both times, there were lines of people around the building. Kinda reminded us of the line around the block at Paula Deen’s “The Lady and Sons” restaurant in Savannah, GA. Call me square and the food was very good but there is no food in the world worth that long a wait (except maybe my mother’s on Thanksgiving when she was alive)!

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Here’s something to make you smile:
Ham and eggs: A day's work for a chicken, a lifetime commitment for a pig.

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Until next time …