Shameless cute shots of my kids!

A canoe for one please....

I was blog hopping and saw the fun shots and commentary about the river trip... sigh...sigh...
Nobody had time to canoe with corny old crackola. I guess I'll just eat worms.... P.S. Rachels play by play of the event was fun, good thing I blog hop since the rest of you turd heads don't keep me informed...hehe. By the way, it's so damn hot here, no rain in over 45 days, the only moisture here is when your brain has a little heat stroke and you accidentally pee yourself...
Party on you 30 somethings.

Really dog?!?!!

Lola: You must learn how to wash your self...

Sasha: But it's so much easier if you do it....derrrr!

Permanent vacation

I miss the beach.

The bad apple

Life is full of bad apples. As an adult reading this, I'm sure you too have experienced a rotten piece of fruit in your day. Well today was my last day to have to be near a co-worker. The 2 weeks are up, she is gone, ding dong the witch is dead, praise be to allah, peace in the valley, ect. ect. ect..., I shall see her no more. This woman alone has been my biggest patience tester for the last 6 months. One of those know-it-all types, always passing the buck, never really helping out, but always managing to look busy. A professional ass kisser is what I like to call those kind. Since Wednesday of last week I have had her on pause. I like to pride myself in the fact that I have mellowed in my old age, but she drove me to the brink. I let it rip. I let her know how big of an asshole she had been to everyone, and how we all had her figured out, then I told her I would no longer be speaking to her, which I didn't. She clocked out and left tonight without saying boo to anyone. She left defeated. She spent so much energy belittling the people around her that she ended up being her only advocate. The part I hate about people like that is the little wave of negative energy they wash over everyone. The world sucks enough on it's own that we shouldn't have to deal with a bunch of jug head haters. Just live your life, mind you business and keep it simple. Buncha fecking drama queens surrounding me. I'm gonna have to go all red neck back woods and whoop somebody's Texas ass before I know it... Damn I need a beer...

Craft store fairy

Tonight I was at the hobby lobby buying some canvas and a new gesso brush, and there was this crazy little lady with a buggy full of supplies, power craft shopping through the joint. She breezed up to me , and mumbled some incoherent crazy craft lady babble, then fast as lightening whipped out a 40 percent off coupon and gave it to me. She sped away and outta sight. Maybe I imagined the whole interaction, but the 40 off coupon sure helped. Thanks craft fairy! Strange things happen to me all the time...

blog headache

i tried to change my template, and now my blog has gone nuts!

Lazy Friday

Piss and vinegar

today sucked. that is all.

little things

this is a new addition to my garden this year. it's a triple metel datura "devil's trumpet". i'm really excited that it's finally blooming, it's gonna go out with the purple ones i started from seed...
plant dork cha cha cha

I've lost that bloggin' feelin'

i think my blog has outlived its usefulness, i am contemplating deletion. maybe i should just post more, see if i can breathe some life back into it... blog cpr....shrug.

Color me pissed, and blistered

This is what a chemical burn starts out as. Kick back, grab a beverage, I'll turn my pain into your entertainment, (i.e. the airplane story).
one of my duties at work is to find, and try out new plant vendors. So lately we have started looking at some plants from the little guys, ma and pa growers here local. alrighty then, cut to me unloading the first shipment on a blistering 103 degree Texas afternoon. Pretty plants, pretty stock, what could grow, I mean go wrong. Now cut to me in the 103 gegree heat having an itching fit that would rival a grand maul seizure. My arms dam near burst into flames, and not just the fat girl friction on a hot day rash, I'm talking BURN, of the screeching hopping burning kind. After aloe, benydrl, multiple lotions, alcohol, peroxide, 3 different soaps, I was still all aflame. I decided to call the grower. Our conversation is as follows:
me: I am on fire, did you spray your plants with something?

plant vendor: yeah, sure we bomb all the trucks before they ship, why?

me: I am on fire, my skin is burning.

plant vendor: ohhhh.....(long pause) let me get that chemical name for you.

Needless to say, the new, young , baby company is amending their spraying policy due to my unfortunate sweltering OOZING flesh. I called poison control, because a couple other employees had mild reactions, but oh no not me,I had a big reaction, and what is the cure, wash good and let time heal. So in the mean time I look like a leper fresh from the colony, and today the blisters are breaking. yum. I wonder if other people have these weird random events happen. I suppose so. The moral is: tell a fool if you're gonna poison shit!!!

More South Padre

A Little South Padre Island For Ya....

We made a little jaunt down to the island on my days off this week. Free room and board at the in-laws. I think our next permanent move will be to the coast kids. I was made to be a beach bum....
I miss it already

phone call

me: my dog eats shit!*!#%*&

my brother: real shit?

me: just cat shit...

my brother: oh cat shit

me: i guess it's okay though.

my brother: why's that?

me: saves me from cleaning the litter box, and cheaper than dog food....

my brother: yeah...(giggle giggle)

the end

Home spun hatred

So here I sit again, back home , back to life, buried my pet yesterday and the world turns. Now you are here, you expect some little piece of me in return for the effort you place in reading this. I don't blame you. I often wish there was more of me to give, bigger , better pieces of me. I close my eyes here , I feel the cold creek water running over me last week. I sat on that big rock watching those little men swim. I watched those boys grow up, now they are almost men. I sat outside on warm nights with old friends, friends that love me, and I watched the Georgia rain. I miss my family and my friends, I use to throw those kids over my shoulder and toss them around, now they can do that to me. I drove my little rental car around the back country streets, and I wished for everything. I wished to have all my friends and family , and my wife, all a part of me, it's not easy spreading yourself this thin. The older you get the more you need pieces of everybody to keep you whole. I just wonder sometimes if I'm enough, if I can be enough to keep you all. I guess we find what we need when we need it. I just don't know, I just don't know.... While I was home, one of the big local news stories was a cross burned in the front yard of a gay couple. "get out fags" god bless the old south, god bless all the rebel flags, god bless the hatred that breaks my heart, part of me wants to be back, so close to all of you , but part of me knows I don't belong there. Now I have to face the demons that go along with that. Every give has a take, every love has a hate, every beginning has an end. Beelers, you are a fucking sage man, "the difference between the south and the rest of the world is it's ability to hold on to the past." the deep deep heart of the south , it's all pretty, Georgia pines, Tennessee hills, Mississippi river. Hate in beauty amazes me... We reap what we sow.....

Goodbye Speedy

"???? - July 9th, 2006"

I will miss you little nugget...