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Choke Creek Canyon State Park

 This is nice.   It’s one of our regular stops. 2017 January trip      Grandson Alex is in Los Angeles at a meet this weekend.  He took first place on Floor and Pommel.  Fourth overall.  The team took second. Tomorrow.  Maybe we won’t go home.  Maybe we’ll go to Falcon State Park for a night. 
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Bean Jar Deficit

Best response: Brian filled our jar with rabbits. It will never be empty! Meanwhile…  We’re back in San Antonio.  The bus has a new bank of batteries.  We’re good to go.  Walked at Medina River Natural Area this evening. Stopped at Green Lake RV Park for the night. 2017 January trip We kept a day-list for roadkill on the drive up:SkunkDeerRaccoonHogGray foxCrested Caracara (that’s a bird)Truck tire treadsDogCooper’s Hawk (that’s another bird)Unidentified smear Tomorrow, we’ll probably drive a little south and stop at Choke Creek Canyon State Park for the night. 
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A visit to brother Tom’s house

  He’s got the adjacent lot too, to put the garage on. The preparation for the slab is interesting.  Like he said, the footings around the edges are 30” deep and the crossbeams are 24” deep.  That’s going to be a lot of cement!It’s a nice clean digging job.  We don’t seem to use backhoes much here in South Texas; it’s all shovel work. All this rebar is going in that slab as well. This might be the sturdiest slab ever built! 
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TMI

 (I mean it.  You may want to change channels now before you can read enough to agree with me that this might be too much information; more than you needed to know.) Judy’s mom, the Keeper and Dispenser of folk knowledge, offered several important pieces of advice to Judy right before we got married.  Over the years Judy and I have discussed her advice; understanding some of it, disregarding some of it, and some of it we still haven’t figured out.  One wisdom she thought important enough to pass on, we have since discovered actually has a name in folklore; the Bean Jar Theory of Married Sex. It goes like this:  Put a bean (or dime or penny) in a jar every time you have sex during your first year of marriage. Then take one out every time you have sex after the first year. You’ll never empty the jar. This bit of folklore did not turn out to be true in our case.  We’ve been running a serious bean jar deficit ever since 1969.  J I know.  TMI.