Today's my day to get out of work early (like 1:30), and head to the house to screw around for a bit on the computer. You know, the endless battle to keep up with all your multiple blog posts during the week. By the way, what the hell? Don't you friggin' people have jobs? Shut up Mushy, Bruno, Pat, Lin, Guy, Myron, etc. I know, I know. Friggin' rainbow coalition there.
Then, after relaxing for a few hours, I'll head over to get Dad and eat a few more plates of that good Chinese food. Today though I'm gonna change things up a bit. I'm gonna head over about an hour early (at about 4:30) and take the old dude back over to that drivin' range. He always loves it, and I'll enjoy givin' him the good time. We'll hit a medium sized bucket of balls and then, after workin' up an even bigger appetite, we'll head over to the big feed. I'll belly up to the buffet and scare those nice Chinese folks into thinkin' I'm gonna eat 'em out of house and home.
After that I'll take him home and spend some time visitin' with Mom. I don't get to spend the kind of time I used to spend with her ever since my social life materialized about 8 months ago. I'll sit and chat with mom, and maybe partake of a few little glasses of something or other. I'lll try to remember to take some of her dishes back so maybe she can cook some more good food and have leftovers for me to exchange later this week. Best restaurant in Temple, but you've heard that before.
After that I'll take him home and spend some time visitin' with Mom. I don't get to spend the kind of time I used to spend with her ever since my social life materialized about 8 months ago. I'll sit and chat with mom, and maybe partake of a few little glasses of something or other. I'lll try to remember to take some of her dishes back so maybe she can cook some more good food and have leftovers for me to exchange later this week. Best restaurant in Temple, but you've heard that before.
This Saturday could turn out to be very interesting. Denise has another appointment to get her hooves filed (manicure and pedicure at a place in Temple), and then after that she's gonna take my mom to visit a local psychic at a place there off I-35. Surprised the shit out of me to hear my mom get all excited tellin' us the other week that she was dyin' to go and get a reading. She's driven past the place many times and I guess the temptation has been workin' on her.
She believes in all that stuff, as does my sister, but for some reason I don't think she wants my sister to take her. She probably thinks sis will hog all the time and be a pain in the ass. She's known my sister for upwards of 53 years, so it's likely she's got something there. I've only known my sister for a little over 47 years and I KNOW she's a pain in my ass. God bless her, I love her to death, but damn!
Mom originally told us a few weeks ago that she was gonna get her housekeeper (Miss Hellen, deeply trusted and loved, like part of the family) to take her, but it didn't come to pass. When Denise and I went over there after dinner last Saturday I asked her if she'd gone. She said no. Then, after a few sips of some after-dinner liquor she got excited and asked Denise if she'd take her. Denise was surprised and very flattered, and said she would. I was floored, but immediately put the thing together with the trip to the beauty shop and a plan came together.
The plan is for Denise to get out of her hoof scrapin' (two-and-a half hours of it!) at about 4:00 and then she and mom will head over to the spook. You may be wondering where I'll be as the stars are read and the hokus pokus is under way. Well, I saw a sign on the highway today sayin' there was gonna be a gun show in Belton this weekend. Between that, and maybe a trip to the humidor in Salado, and maybe another trip to the drivin' range with dad, I'll be fully occupied, thank you very much.
I'd kinda like to watch these sweet ladies get serviced (I'm kinky that way), but I don't believe in any of that stupid psychic shit, so I know they won't want me there harshin' their mellow. I'll be over at the Bell county expo center fondling implements of destruction, and maybe acquiring some. I need some .30 rounds for the new Winchester M-1 Carbine that's on it's merry way from the CMP. Wohooo!
After all that excitement, the plan ends with Denise and I heading over to sample the goods at BJs again. I'm DYIN' to try their deep dish pizza and some of their exotic sounding appetizers. Of course, I'll be swilling down a few new brews. Ya gotta do what ya gotta do. After that... we're thinkin' of takin' in a late movie. It'll be a long day, but a fun day.
After all that excitement, the plan ends with Denise and I heading over to sample the goods at BJs again. I'm DYIN' to try their deep dish pizza and some of their exotic sounding appetizers. Of course, I'll be swilling down a few new brews. Ya gotta do what ya gotta do. After that... we're thinkin' of takin' in a late movie. It'll be a long day, but a fun day.
Anyway, I'm not sure if you guys could muster up a better time than were gonna have, but you need to go out this weekend and try. See ya later. Cheers.
11 comments:
FHB, you better check the schedule at the Expo Center. This weekend is the Home and Garden show. I don't think there's a gun show this weekend. All the exhibition halls will be taken up for this thing
We don't have jobs and don't want jobs...thank you...but we ain't no "rainbow" coalition!
Hope you get that M1 soon...want to see pictures!
Job? Job? Hmm.
Had to Google that one.
The definition sucked.
Imagine a person having to answer to a "boss"? (Meant to look that up, too. But had other more interesting stuff to do. Fed the cats, scratched my back on a corner wall.)
Oh, think I'll take my darling to the casino this weekend.
We got a BJ's here in Cupertino, sometimes we go there after 9-hole of screw-around golf (we shoot a lot of Mulligans). :-)
A Winny carbine? Right-on! Get a bunch of magazines while you're at it!
Mushy's right. I had a job for over 30 years. Now my goal is to draw a pension check for at least as long as I drew a paycheck. Guess what? I'm nearly half way there. Only 15 years and 6 months to go.
What an exiciting post, Hairy! I can't believe this. I have often thought of visiting that spook myself. The first time was as I was leave Temple for a drive to visit my family in AL. Everytime I pass that place I think about it too. It is about the only bldg. left on that strip by the access road with the new shopping center (BJ's, etc.). I think the gun show is at the Expo Ctr in the small area on the left where the antique show usually is and the home improvement in the "great, big, area to the right as you drive into the area". Belle
I thought about a job one time but the thought scared me so much I had to go back to bed. Don't you realize that a JOB implies WORK! Besides, here in the good old USA the only people wanting jobs are illegal immigrants. The rest of us want a fuckin POSITION!
Darn, I hate it when that happens - I left a comment here earlier, guess it got lost somewhere along the way.
Let me know about the meeting with the psycic (can't spell, shrug).
(ps. I'm back!
``Rainbow coalition'' - what a great description.
Hope the beard is being kept at bay!!
Work is for those that aren't ready to enjoy retirement yet..
But just so you know, full time blogging IS a job, and it pays for shit too... :(
FHB, it seems like we have less time now than we did while gainfully employed! Lotsa reading, looking out the window, scratching leisurely and having to think about if we outta do what we put off the day before. It's a very tough life to be in.
Hope they aren't disappointed with their psychic readings. A former neighbor dragged me to a dyslectic one; said she saw the letters MN so I would be moving to Minnesota real soon. NM ... close enough, you bet. Sheesh.
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