Dusty, dusty, dusty…….

Up this morning after a 03:30 rendezvous with the porcelain god that culminated in an event that will go down in memory as I tried to get myself back to sleep afterwards. Not sure what brought it on – but smack my mouth, it was memorable. Jeesh I  hate those kind of mornings. It must have took some out of me (so to speak) as I slept in until almost -07:00. Stomach still tender – but I got up and mostly motivated to get my morning started. Angie decided she needed to head into town early to check mail before heading to the shop. That gave me a glorious 30 minutes or so to myself – which I used to force a helping of a couple of eggs and a chopped up hot dog from last night into me. While my belly really wasn’t up for it – but as the day panned out – I’m glad I did it. My energy level stayed up and my stomach quit hurting – so I need to keep that mind for future reference.

Two mostly interesting tours…. some dandy folks you get to meet on some of these tours…… folks you would never suspicion would do something like an ATV tour – but they do, and USUALLY you’re better off for having got to meet these people. Me and Jamal work hard to put on a fun friendly face for them and do our level best to ensure they are kept safe and have a good time. Yes – it is good for tips, but better for business….. so we put forth a good effort. Sometimes it is easier than others. As I alluded to that one tour – I would have been good just shooting everybody…… but that’s the exception – not the rule. Both tours today were fun. There were no ‘cowboys’ in the group. Everyone drove like they had a brain, asked lots of good, fun questions and just over all seemed to really enjoy themselves. I’ll take those tours every day.  They all also tipped…. maybe not tipped well…. but they tipped. That always makes our [me & Jamal] day a little bit easier to take. It’s nice to be appreciated for the effort you are putting out. Machines all washed and fueled and ready for tomorrow. Another 2 tours tomorrow…… including what we call a VIP tour…. long story that I’ll go into some other time unless one of you ask about it sooner…..

Back at the house….. gear rinsed…. pictures edited and loaded….. a bite to eat, some tasty pork chops – which is actually ironic as that is what is splattered across the back of the shirts I wear each day ”PORKCHOP”. They are Shawn’s shirts, as I don’t want to louse up my own shirts. New shirt everyday and at the end of the day it is soaked in a stain release agent and saved for laundry day. Guess if this becomes more of a full time gig – I’ll have to get my own set of shirts. He is ‘Porkchop’ – she is ‘Biscuit’…. not sure what I should be…. VEAL….. or maybe Cutlet ?   Let me know what you think…..

Happy Birthday to our first ‘teenage’ Grand child — my gorgeous Charlotte  ( my Sugar Pop~!!)       ”13~!”

Good Night Ya’ll : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : : Thankx for stopping in~!

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Inside the Sugar Mill.
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Little ole me in the back of the pack…..
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Even though I’m used to this sun now, You can see what 1 day out in it does…… It’ll tan out

 

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Born in Germany as an Army brat - I moved permanently to the United States about the time I was ready to start school - Dad put to me to work when I turned 13 tearing off roofs and packing shingles.. I did that, DE tasseled corn and bucked hay all the way through high school. After graduation, moved down South for a year or so trying to figure what I wanted to do. Finally came home and joined the Air Force serving almost 5 years - which included a 3 year tour in Germany, where I met my Queen. Came home and started working as a roofer. Economy went to crap and I knew I would not be able to support my growing family the way I wanted to, so I pestered the HR department at General Electric until they hired me. A very quick almost 34 years, 4 Daughters and 9 Grandkids later - here I am .... waiting as patiently as I can, to start the next chapter of our life - romping around in the Caribbean Sea checking out the various islands that we have not been to yet. Holy $hit what a ride~!!!! ;-)

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