Sunday…….. again.

Up this morning waaaay earlier than I cared for….. but with my bladder raising cane….. a spot in the middle of my back that itched like crazy and about a dozen of random things running around my brain…. all kind of ganged up and said ” YEAH…… go ahead and get up fat boy” So I did….. and under those conditions…. I just went ahead and stayed up.  I got the peeing and scratching out of the way… washed my face, brushed my teeth and combed my hair…….. I was up for the day. I do enjoy early morning. Probably the vast majority of the best memories I have mostly evolve from days that start out in the early morning….. regardless of how painful it might be at the start [from going to bed way to late]. I sat and listened to the frogs as they ended their nightly chorus….. watch the sky go from black to gray, to pink, to blue. Yes, even here on our end of the island (West) we still manage the occasional pink beautiful sun rise. Anyhow….. I got to enjoy a cool quiet morning for a couple of hours before my Queen finally stumbled out and into the bathroom. We sat on line for an hour or so before my Bride got up and started some breakfast. After a wonderfully delicious breakfast…… we let our meal settle for a ‘while‘ and just about time I had talked myself out of doing anything…. Angie got up and started dishes… which was just the ‘push’ I needed, to head out the door and start my Sunday morning ‘stuff’. Mowing and weed eating…… I am at the point where I no longer look forward to or necessarily enjoy the mowing and weed eating anymore….. but it is a necessary ‘evil’. If I don’t keep up with it – I would have to bush hog it after about 3 weeks. Happily, most of you are in Southern Indiana, and know what a bush hog is.  😉

Lawn is done…. ATV yard is done….. I have showered, doctored up all the holes still hanging out on my legs. I had one rock today from weed eating… kick up and actually hit right in the center of an existing sore spot. Oh My God did that hurt. I came in with a small trickle of blood down each leg……all the way down into my shoes…….. One from afore mentioned rock, the other, when I got tangled up in my own feet and fell backward into our property line fence. Did I mention that fence is a barbed wire fence ?? Just one little hole in my calf, but it bled enough to get down into my shoe…… dammit Emmit~!

I am now showered, holes all ‘boiled’ out with Peroxide, covered and soaking now in Neosporin. I sat and watched a couple of [pitiful] foot ball games and now trying to decide what to make myself to eat. Angie said she wanted Taco’s again, but I’m just not in the mood to put on enough clothes to go out in general public….. so we’re fending for ourselves tonight. No diving tomorrow so I can go see ‘Doc’….. back in the water for double boats again starting Tuesday for 2 or maybe 3 days…. LOTS of poeple in diving right now.

A quick face time with Nephew this morning left us with happy news that little Sis continues to improve. We are so happy to hear that….. can’t wait to see them all in a couple of weeks.

Today is Stephanie’s birthday- – – Happy Birthday Sweetheart~!

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

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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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