At the end of the day they're still rocks

I was trying to figure out what to title this and Mark J., had the perfect title. We traveled close to a thousand miles and spent close to three hundred dollars in gas to and from Tennessee. AND WE BROUGHT BACK MORE ROCKS!!!!!!!! I guess Texas could always use more rocks.

I was actually able to convince Alma to leave these three rocks in Tennessee. Alma and I took a walk up the creek and found these three and as usual Alma has a very, very, very good imagination. She picked up the first rock and said "hey this looks like a lady bug". She must be smoking crack, because it looks like a rock. Then she picked up the next two and said they looked like mice. I guess I better start looking for a straight jacket, because they look like wet rocks picked out of the creek.

So we continue our stroll through the creek and pick up some round rocks. She continues to see images of animals, I'm now seeing dollar signs. Yeah baby, lets get some more round rocks and sell them back in San Antonio, cuz I need a new rifle.

I've now got rocks in my hands and my arms are folded together and I'm taking about 10 rocks on a stroll through the country side. This is where I think I need a straight jacket for myself since no one in their right mind would be lugging this many wet rocks around the countryside. Then Alma says hey look, a bull frog as she points at this rock that is pictured. A BULL FROG?????? She's gotta be smoking some loco weed, cuz I see a bigger rock. And guess what......I took that one on a walk up and down the holler.

Right about now I'm thinking to myself, I hope nobody is watching because if they are I know what they're saying. These Texans get away from the city and get some fresh air and they start picking up rocks and lugging them around the countryside like they've found gold. So we get back to the house and anxiously show Joan our prize collection. Her eyes gaze upon our.......rocks, and Alma says doesn't this look like a bull frog? Joan looks at it and for a few seconds their I thought she would say no it looks like a rock, but instead she agrees and said yeah I can see it does look like a frog. Now I think she's been smoking the same loco weed as Alma because I still see a rock.

A few days later Alma and Joan start painting and Alma and Joan still see a frog, and I now see an avocado that was grown in Chernobyl. I knew Alma had lost it one night when I heard John tell her, "Ms. Alma, would you stop petting the rock".

The lady bug that looks like it was pumped up on steroids and the two mice Alma left with Joan. The Chernobyl Avocado we brought home so Alma could finish painting it.