June 5, 2015
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| 10.14 for 30 minutes, and we think parking is expensive in Vancouver |
Let me give you some insight into how I write this stuff. I sit down at the keyboard and just let it come. Kind of flow of consciousness. I don't think about what I'm writing until it's written. I often read it for the first time once I'm finished. Then I put in the pictures. Sometimes they go with the story. Sometimes they're not relevant to the story, just pictures. I told you last night that it was 3 am and I was finishing up. That was a little bit premature. Like a 13 year old boy who discovers that there are are boobies on the internet, I was a little quick on the draw. I finished writing the story at 3 am it took me another hour to put in the pictures. Why?? you may ask. I don't know if it's because I'm slow on the uptake, or maybe I'm not as clever as I think I am or most likely my Sometimers kicked in. More and more sometimes, I don't know what the hell is going on!! The truth is I usually write on my Mac at home. Everything is drag and drop. On the road I use my laptop and I could not for the life of me remember how to get my pictures onto my blog. It was 4:15 before I got the damn thing posted! I was still trying to get my body onto eastern time. I'm telling you this because no matter what time I go to sleep 6 hours later my bladder alarm is going off. I never got out of bed until 10:00 am. Half the day was gone by the time I had a shower and a cup of Instant Joe. When I'm on vacation I like to do things. Today I accomplished nothing! Or as we say in Canada " I didn't do dick!" I hate that! If I wanted to sit around doing nothing all day I would work for the government! Normally I need a couple of days off after vacation to recover from the vacation. At this rate I'll need a couple more weeks of vacation just to get to the point where I need to recover from vacation.
By the third cup of Joe I was well on my way to moving off the couch. I wasn't tired or injured or in any way incapacitated I was just being a lazy bastard. Shortly after noon I made my way to the shower. Standing naked in the bathroom I saw the scale in the corner. Why not? I don't know how accurate the scale is. Auntie Janice says it's accurate to within a pound. I haven't weighed myself in a week or so but I've been hanging in at 265 lbs for the better part of a month. I feel so good and have had so much energy I don't really care about the number. That's what I tell myself. Bullshit. If it came up 280 lbs I would be crushed. Our 28,500 steps around Manhatten yesterday did wonders for my confidence and ego. 258.3 lbs the scale read when I stepped on it. I haven't weighed that little since high school! I stepped back and let the scale turn itself off and when I stepped up again I got the same reading. I was totally energized and was singing in the shower loud enough for the lovely Lisa to be concerned with my mental health. I went down stairs and had my leftover chicken Parmesano, that may or may not, have been retrieved from the garbage at the restaurant, for lunch. I need a new pair of sneakers and Auntie Janice knows all the places you can get quality shoes for good prices. I bought my current shoes here last year on our annual visit. Auntie Janice had some errands to do so we headed out about 1:30. The dry cleaners, the bank, then off to Designer Shoe Warehouse. I never found anything I really liked. All the new shoes have fluorescent green or orange on them. Yuck! However Auntie Janice bought 2 pairs of shoes she didn't need. She started to tell me why she needed 2 new pairs of shoes and I said "Don't tell me, tell Uncle Charlie." We stopped at a couple more stores, Marshalls and TJ Max but I never found anything I liked. We got back to the house about 4:30 just in time for the arrival of Kathy Bonner.
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| The lovely Lisa, Kathy and Auntie Janice |
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| Uncle Charlie, Auntie Janice and Moi |
After dinner Uncle Charlie wanted to go check on the garden at the estate I said |I would go with him. He worked all week and just wanted to see how it was doing. As we were putting on our shoes out in the mud room he said " This way we won't have to do the dishes" He's been married for over 30 years. He's got all the moves down pat!
When we got to the gardens he took me away from his plots. "Do you know what a Killdeer is" he asked."It's a bird isn't it?"I responded correctly.
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| A Killdeer |
I nearly stepped on the freakin thing. They nest on the ground and this one chose someone's tomato patch for it's nest site. It was just sitting there on it's eggs and if you moved to close it would puff itself up as big as it could and ruffle it's feathers.
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| A Pissed off Killdeer |
Uncle Charlie poked around in the garden checking things out quite pleased with Auntie Janice's efforts. The broccoli we harvested yesterday had already started making another crown. We made our way back to the house to get the girls for a walk in Somerville, the next town over. It's a typical American small town and on Friday nights they do Cruising. When we got home the girls were in the same place they were when we left. So were the dishes. After we cleaned up we piled into the car and went Cruising.
The weather wasn't that good here today but the streets were still busy. It was about 9:30 and there were still a couple of dozen old cars on the street. Cruising is kind of like a show and shine. Caddilac convertibles, Corvettes, a couple of Hot Rods and a 57 Belair that was a beauty. We stopped and listened to a band playing Beach Boys tunes in the square and walked the length of Somerville's main drag a couple of times.
We got there pretty late and it wraps up at about 10:00.
When we got home we had an Italian Ice and a cup of tea. Auntie Janice and the lovely Lisa were in the kitchen talking. Uncle Charlie was asleep on the couch so I came up stairs to write this thing. A story about nothing. Tomorrow we are off to hook up with Papa Dawg in Northern New Jersey. Should be a little more interesting. Also I was pretty lame with the pictures today. We forgot the camera when we went cruising. My phone doesn't take such good pictures at night.
Damn sometimers!
That's all I got
Till next time
Peace out Y'all
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