You know, you try to raise them right, let 'em grow up to be cowgirls..

..and leave them alone for a minute..and what do they do?

Find tanks in the dessert.

Huh..

You heard me. Tanks. In the dessert. Tanks in the desert. Tanks.

Not "thanks for the dessert" .

No, not these two. Tanks. In the dessert.

Kathy visiting Gerri..support for hard times, yes? Yeah, that's what I thought too. And she was. Support.

But, in our family, the "oh poor me" parties are very short lived.

So, it's up & at 'em and let's go for a ride!


The conversation they had with me went something like this...


Kathy: Yes, it was a beautiful ride. It's been a long time..


me: Great! I'll bet the desert is really great right now. See any snakes or coyotes?


Kathy: Nope. Just tanks.


me: Thanks for what?

Kathy: No tanks..you know..like in GI Joe..only bigger.

me: Wha??

Kathy: TANKS Colleen...

me: THANKS FOR WHAT??

Kathy: No..t.a.n.k.s... The Air Force in Tucson uses them in the desert for target practice.

me: What are you talking about??

Kathy: The tanks..

me: {thinking scenes from Abbott & Costello} Grrrr...OK, there were tanks in the desert???

Kathy: Uh huh..

me: and Davis-Monthan Air Force Base uses them for "target practice"??


Kathy: Uh huh..

me: and you two stopped to have you photo taken by them????? You're kidding me right??

Kathy: Nope. They weren't flying that day..


me: Oh goodie! So, my two biddy-sisters, while receiving crummy news, are out riding horses, in the desert, with tanks that the US Air Force is NOT shooting at...that day???

Kathy: Yeah. Pretty much. You know they don't have much shopping around here right?


OK, so later I learned they are for "sight" practice..you know..

"OK men - Go find the tanks in the desert..there right by those two old biddies on horseback..can't miss 'em.."

What a sister to do...

-me