Visitin’s Over !

Well we’ve been at the hacienda Alone…. for a week now. Linda's Aunt & Uncle have returned to the North Country and we’ve just been layin’ back enjoyin’ the quiet. We love to see them come each year, you know they need a respite from all the snow and freezing weather. While they were here we drove down to one of the Indian Reservations Casinos to see if we could ‘Skin the Indians’.
We left home early one morning and arrived at the Brighton Seminole Casino around 9:30AM.

We proceeded to the Bingo Hall where they were servin’ Seniors Free Breakfast. It wasn’t coffee & doughnuts either. The menu consisted of Biscuits & Gravy, Coffee & OJ or Scrambled Eggs, Sausage Patty and a Biscuit with Gravy with Coffee & OJ. Of coarse being weight conscious like we are we opted for the  ‘Full Monte’, Gimme some of everything, PL..E..ASE. After we were filled to capacity we went to see the folks at the Players Club Desk. Ya see we had been given some coupons for $50 in free play at the County Fair. Linda had talked to a fella on the phone who said he could not honor the coupon because we already had Players Club cards, but he would give us $25 in free play. Great we get to play with their money. Linda & I each got the $25 and since she was a new member, Aunt Jessie got $50 and Uncle Don, who always comes out smellin’ sweeter than he should, gets the $25, cause he already has a Players Club card and then gets $50 to boot. Why he got the extra $50, we didn’t dare ask, but that’s what I mean him comin’ out on top o’ things regular. The Indians took back all the money they let me have right quick. Linda skinned ‘em fer about $35-40 on her money. Don didn’t do too shabby either comin’ away with 45 or 50 bucks. So we had more than enough to go have dinner back in Okeechobee at Popeyes Chicken.
All in all it was a fun day. I’d drive to Brighton any day over drivin’ to Ft. Lauderdale to a Casino. It’s all two lane country roads, plenty o’ scenery, no crazies from the city like the drive south on I-95. I hate the congestion, the speeds, and the crazies weavin’ and brakin, jockeyin’ fer a better position that might get ‘em there 30 seconds ahead of me. Give me a lonely two lane somewheres’ near the Continental Divide and I’m in a world of my own.
Well, got to go do some figuin’ on the Lance so’s I can add an AC outlet for the new router. Until the next time, lets see what trouble I can stir up.
Hope to see ya down the road as we’re,
Dancin’ on the Wind.