I know I’ve mentioned this before but my husband, The Goblin King, works from home and usually that means longer working hours for him not shorter.
But once in a blue moon, he’ll get up wander around aimlessly for a bit, go on the computer a few seconds and then give up and try to work on sketch work for his latest project.
When that doesn’t work he’ll say something like “Hey Lyd do you fancy going out of town today?”
And then we have a nice laugh because our van is basically junk and it’s hanging on a prayer(literally).
(I’m only kidding, I love you-please,please don’t completely die on us!)
We usually just go walking at the KOA or on top of the dam instead. The restless feeling he’s suddenly overcome with is usually an indication that he wants to try and get more pictures for his free image website and we can prepare ourselves for a tantalizing day of walk/stop walk/stop every time we pass an interesting street sign or cloud formation. Hey, it gets us out of the house anyway.
So today when I saw that he was restless again and he asked about going out of town I laughed, but he didn’t.
We didn’t go too far, we really didn’t know where the heck we were going to be honest. But we ended up in Rowena.
Have you ever been to Rowena, Texas? If you’re from there I’m sure it’s all kinds of awesome, but for a first time visitor with an overactive imagination it’s a teeny bit spooky. I wish I was kidding.
We had spotted a cool looking church from the road and we pulled into Rowena for that purpose only.
The church is called Saint Joseph’s and Goblin King was trying to take pictures while we looked on from inside the van. The sun was all wrong and we were kinda blocking traffic…or we would have been if there had been any. (I honestly saw no one the whole time we were there but one slow moving car and an equally slow truck)
We pulled into the church’s parking lot and Goblin King walked off to take pictures while I got off with the girls to play in the church’s playground.
Usually the kids would’ve been jumping off the van before I could say go, but today they seemed unsure. “Are you sure we can play there?” asked The Kid,”Are you sure we won’t get in trouble?”
I was shocked too, but I chalked it up to the playground looking ancient, as in last updated circa 1950′s maybe ancient. But we got off and the kids ran around and I tried to make sure they didn’t lick the paint off the seesaw or anything(like a good mother does.)
And I was honestly still a little spooked I don’t know why. There was a preschool right next to the church but it seemed abandoned and the town was just void of sound besides us. I imagined it to be a great spot for horror flicks based on alien inhabits not too keen on visitors while I waited.
Then Goblin King came back and wondered out loud why the heck there were so many pecans on the ground. There were loads of them really. Coming from a town where pecans are like currency it did seem odd. We had to keep watching where we stepped to avoid ruining any. I waited for Goblin King to crack one open and taste one before mentioning my theory.
“They’re good, hey try one.” he said holding one out to me.
“Uh uh.” I said”I mean why do you think they’re still here untouched, anyway?”
“I don’t know, why?” he asked still chewing
“The pecan trees are probably cursed….and the whole town knows it.” I said sounding sure of myself
And then he spit out his pecan.
“Dammit Lyd I had already swallowed a bit!”he said angrily and then he walked off to have a smoke muttering under his breath about small towns with dark secrets and children of the corn or something.
But he’s totally okay so don’t worry.
At least he seems like he is so far………..
February 16, 2011 at 2:30 pm -
All I can say is LOL! We’ve all been to some weird little pit stop towns…I am already comparing your visit to this church yard with an experience I had last year driving home from NC and getting off on a wrong exit…
I love your blog!
February 16, 2011 at 11:27 pm -
Thank you so much!
Those unexpected pit stops almost always lead to interesting discoveries I’ve found. Thanks for coming by!
February 16, 2011 at 2:32 pm -
About the time the kids were worried about getting into trouble? Back in the van and outta there!
Really, was there a town meeting or something? Weird.
February 16, 2011 at 2:56 pm -
This is one for Weird Texas or something. OMG…well glad he is okay (for the moment)
On the plus side—-> YAY for getting out of town and exploring
February 16, 2011 at 3:10 pm -
I love that you said you were blocking traffic. Except there wasn’t any.
Ha!
Great description of a town I’d rather skip.
Even if it’s all kinds of awesome to live there.
But I do love the adventuresome spirit…that kind of restlessness keeps you on your toes, for sure.
February 16, 2011 at 11:33 pm -
Thank ya’ll!
Renee-The kids should’ve definately made my spidey senses know something was up, lol.
Zenaliciousmom -I love Weird Texas! My husband always wants to plan our vactions around their listed places.
Julie-I’m all for getting out of the house-anytime almost anywhere….maybe not Wal-mart on a Saturday though.
February 17, 2011 at 4:02 am -
Talk about Texas chainsaw massacre weird!! Haha jk! That was like somewhere near Austin, I think…. where I absolutely refuse to drive at night or make pit stops in weary looking small towns….. we did stop at this little restaurant one time and Omgosh it wad freaky! Then my dad continued to freak us out saying that they prob put something in our food to make us fall asleep and that we were going to wake up somewhere… lol
February 17, 2011 at 4:46 am -
lol, um your dad totally freaked me out when we were driving to lubbock and it was still dark out, he kept saying that he was pretty sure The Chainshaw Massacre had taken place somewhere near there. So not cool, and it probably had!
February 17, 2011 at 10:33 pm -
oooh…I LOVED this.
I want to know more.
Why is the town like this??? Can you find out?
Very cool read.
Thank you.
February 17, 2011 at 10:59 pm -
Thank you
it may need to be researched
February 18, 2011 at 9:26 pm -
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