Yes, she knows I’m taking her pictures. They are drunk and they don’t care. Life is awesome! Give it an hour and I’ll get better pictures
This may very well be the very last post for today. If I don’t get two thousand likes, or more I might have to delete this post. I must get a head of Lucas! PS, my phone is so salty and my glasses are too. I can’t even tell if these are good pictures or not, but they sure felt good.
The one time I click on this thread happens to have these photos. Wth!! We were promised better photos!! Where are they?
So, if you think the trip ended then, it did not. We did go to the southwest side of the island out of the wind. Of course we barbecued some more. My one nephew, Shane, for such a little guy he does not stop eating, and he makes all of us eat. That’s probably why I’m still talking tonight. I believe I ate three hamburgers today two hotdogs and a whole bunch of spicy Kabashi. So we finally leave the island and we’re heading south back towards Lake Worth. My son Alex spots a friend that sold me some crazy knobby tires for my Volkswagen Sandrail. He lives on a sailboat. You would not believe how much room he had on the sailboat. He literally bought it for $1000 because this old man had no idea what to do with it. It smelled so good with all of the teak wood down below, in the bedroom and the bathroom, and the kitchen. I could devote a whole Nother story about this guy, And hour 30 minutes or longer visit with him. Truly had a great time.
Chapter 2. Let’s talk about little Chirp. Little Chirp is my wife. We got along really good after her parents left. Then......
In the last few months I am realized my wife is going crazy. She says things that are totally unbelievable.
Sorry, I didn’t mean to hit post. Anyway, a month or so ago we’re all out front of my nephews house. Something comes up about naps. I immediately shout out I hate naps and I hate sleeping. Such a boring sport! I’ve had this problem since I was a little kid. My family loves telling the story about when I was five years old. I woke up at 6 AM and was banging my head in the hallway mumbling I want to go outside. My mom yelled from her bedroom, go to bed! I told her I was bored and I wanted to go outside. She told me it was dark outside and I couldn’t go outside yet. More boring! So my son and I, my nephew, his wife, and a friend from across the street are all talking. My wife just blurts out, you take naps all the time every single day! My son, nephew, and friend from across the street just looked at me. They know I don’t take naps. I did tell you I hate sleep. Boring! I told my son, when your mom retires from work I’m going to put her in a nursing home. He just laughed. Next event took place about a week later. She told me I said, I don’t like string beans. My oldest son and my neighbor from across the street were with me again. I love string beans! This girl is going crazy! Last night we were all talking about the nationals and what date we were leaving. My wife tells me that I told her I was leaving late. I’m not leaving until Thursday evening. I never said that! We are flat out, 100%, leaving Tuesday evening when my youngest son gets off of work. My wife tells me you said you were getting there late. I am retired. Why would I leave late for the Buick nationals? Doesn’t even make sense. Tonight we’re all talking about when we are leaving. She told me flat out, and my oldest son witnessed it, You two have never left together in many years. We have left together on Tuesday afternoon for years. It has never differed. So, I say it again. Soon as she retires I am putting her in a nursing home!
Telling me what to do...... We had to have the house tented for termites. I have been staring at the DIRECTV satellite receiver for days. I told her I didn’t want to just take it down. I just wanted to lay it over towards the house so the tent would fit over it. She came home from work. She started telling me what to do. I just looked at her with my look. She said, What, do you think I am stupid? I just left it alone. We’ve had 15 hurricanes in the last 10 years. I took the satellite dish down every single storm so it can be back up and running soon as the generator comes on, and she wants to tell me what to do as she sits in the house waiting for the TV to reappear. I tell you, she’s going crazy! That was funny. NOT!!!
I think maybe she has had dementia for years. Many years ago I added on to my house big time. My neighbor from across the street was helping with the drywall. We are literally in this closet hanging drywall and my wife comes in to tell us what we should be doing. She was so unbelievably adamant about Neighbor John working from the left to the right, and me, working from the right to the left, that we literally had our elbows in each other’s face around midnight. Of course we were drunk. We started busting out laughing. My wife yelled from her bedroom, quiet down out there! The only words I had in my mouth are words I cannot print here. Neighbor John and I went outside and laughed our butts off!
Oh heck yeah, let’s go there. Getting ready for the Buick get together in March. Her stupid mom and her dad left just two days before. I knew I had to clean the bathroom because we’re going to have guests. When I went in there I found piss all over the place. Yes, I scrubbed up freaky Dick’s piss. Believe me, I am not making fun of people with Parkinson’s disease, but if you know you can’t control your bodies movements, you should sit your ass down so you don’t make a mess everywhere. I scrubbed the entire bathroom all around the toilet. I went back an hour later and the bathroom still smells like piss. It was in the throw rug. When my wife got home I told her. She just shrugged her shoulders. I personally think she should’ve cleaned up his mess. I didn’t invite them!!! Every morning he walks outside with a full cup of coffee. Do you know how many pecker tracks he leaves across the wood floors with his spilling coffee? A lot!
The Buick Nationals... dang, I cannot wait. I will be there Wednesday morning about 4 AM regardless of what my wife says. I can’t wait to see old friends, laugh, and have a great time! Got a good group of people coming with me and others that are coming up camping out in the campground. I still plan on doing a chili thing Friday night, and anyone and everyone is invited! It’s been a blast!
A couple of weeks ago Steve, a.k.a. Briz, wrote a thread about not enjoying the holidays, and having a bunch of people over the house that he really didn’t want to see. I can truly feel for him, and others that feel that way. Thanksgiving, I love that holiday. It’s the last holiday of the year that I love because the next one is Christmas, then my birthday, NYE. Oh don’t get me wrong, I used to love Christmas. I actually still do but the stress level starts gnawing away at me. It means it’s just about time for the penguin migration. The laughing hyena is coming down this week. Why? I don’t know. I heard something about it being 17° in Cincinnati the other day, so he bought himself an airplane ticket and he’s coming this week. Fortunately he will only be here for about a week or less. He’s probably coming on a reconnaissance mission to see if I really hate my mother-in-law. If he asks me any questions like, how does she bug you? I am going to unload both barrels of the shotgun, my mouth. I’m already thinking about the brand new throw rug we have in the living room, and how she’s going to trash it with bagel crumbs. I’m thinking about the new furniture we have in the living room that are going to be full of crumbs in less than a month. I’m thinking about her talking to me in the morning. How I have to walk past her very fast so I hear as little as possible from her big mouth. Last year Patrick bought me a really cool large coffee mug. I placed it in a very prominent place where I hang out, and she could easily see it. I think it helped a little bit. Oh well, I need to get back to cleaning my screen porch. Earlier this summer I painted the entire screen porch from top to bottom, bought all new screening, and had it all nice looking. Then we had two hurricanes close by. It looked like we had a truck mud event next to my porch. Half the porch is cleaned and I took a break. Thanks for letting me vent.
