This plant that grows proficiently up our plum tree is a Trumpet Vine. It similar to one given to me when my mother died. I gave one to my friend when her brother died. I love the way it makes the plum tree all flowery and it always reminds me of my mom. So now the Turkey's story. Susie phoned me one morning to see if I wanted to go to a party store. It was in Aldergrove or somewhere around there. I'm usually up for a shopping spree especially when the money being spent is not mine. We headed out to Aldergrove or Cloverdale or one of those towns down the valley. Susie didn't have the address but she said to just phone information and get the address and phone number from them. I did. I explained very clearly that I was looking for a party store named Turkeys. After we drove around every town in the area we decided to phone and find out where we were going wrong. Personally I think Turkeys is a stupid name for a party store but what can you do? I phoned them to get directions. "Hello," I hear. Then I hear some mumbling that I couldn't quite make out. I did hear the word turkeys. Excellent!! Okay. "Hi, we are a little lost and need some directions as to where you are located." says I. She gives me directions and we set off. I told her we would be there shortly. Nope...something wasn't right. We were in an area where there are farms and houses and we needed an area where there were stores. Susie had been there before with her brother so she knew this wasn't right. After driving around for a while we decided that Susie had to get home so we abandoned the search.
A few weeks went by and Lurline was visiting. Susie phoned and asked if we wanted to take a ride out again to the famous Turkeys Party Store. Sure. So off we set again. Well we obviously hadn't learned a damn thing from our last time out there. We phoned again. It was easy this time as the number was programmed into her phone. "Hello", I heard. Then again some talking that I couldn't make out. "Hi, we are looking for your place but can't find you." She give me directions again. This time I figured I heard it all right and we knew where it was. Again we ended up in farmland and as we drove down this nice country road I noticed a sign that said, Fresh Turkeys. Oh oh. (Again I ask, who names a party store Turkeys?) Obviously we had a turkey store but not the one we were looking for. I hope she isn't still waiting. This time all three of us were laughing our heads off. I had the exact same conversation with this person twice, didn't find the store, and didn't need a turkey. She is probably wondering why these nice ladies keep telling her they would be right there and never show up.So until tomorrow I bid you good bye.
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