The Texas Crud has returned to Site # 187. Bob woke up this morning feeling horrible! Neither one of us got much sleep with all the coughing, hacking, choking. Sore throat, aches and he feels like he’s been through the ringer. It’s a workday for us and I told him to stay home, that I could cover what we need to do but he wouldn’t hear of it.
Luckily, there was a huge craft sale going on in the sister park so we really couldn’t do too much there because of the increased traffic. It made our day somewhat easier.
The shuffleboard players met us around ten o’clock this morning at the courts so a special cleaning could be done. The shuffleboard courts here have large mats made of hard interlocking plastic on them which is the playing field.
The old cement courts were deteriorating and these were laid on top. The players here seem to really like playing on these courts but there is one drawback. Next to the courts is a very large tree. A dirty tree if you will. November, December and most of January it dropped thousands and thousands of leaves on the courts. The stems would get caught in the holes of the court and get broken when someone walked on the courts or if it rained and we took a broom to the courts to clear them.
Over time, this debris built up and it was getting harder to blow the junk out of the holes. Today was the day to clean underneath. There were a half dozen of us or so that stood on one side and lifted the courts straight up on their sides so that Bob could take the leaf blower and get all the junk off the court underneath. We couldn’t believe how much dirt was under the courts!
If you want more info on these shuffleboard courts check out this site. Allen R. Shuffleboard Company (Pictures taken from this site)
Bob was glad when our morning work hours were over. He settled in for the afternoon but did manage to rally to go to the Golden Oldies Show over at the other park in the evening.
We had front row seats and we sang along and danced in our seats with the three singers who came to entertain us. Let me clarify that, we sang along, I danced in my seat. The singers, 1 woman and 2 men brought back lots of memories for everyone as they sang their way through the 50’s and 60’s. Nope, didn’t take the camera. I wish I had but I wasn’t thinking that there would have been costumes. After all, who can resist taking a picture of an Elvis wannabe, especially a height challenged, bald, paunchy, sixty something Elvis wannabe.
It was good show and we’re glad we went, however, Bob was really glad to get home as he was feeling pretty bad.