Well well well lets see what I did and did not do this weekend. I 'did' go to my job's yearly Hazard Communication Class. It is the same exact meeting we have had every year since I began here about 5 years ago. It gets us our OSHA training for the the year and allows us to work in the building even though we never actually do any kinda of wrok in this facility that would require us know what OSHA even is. But we get 3 hours of OT for sitting and eating bagels and driniking coffe. It wasnt to bad, I got to bs with some of the guys I almsot never see becasue they work on the weekends or odd shifts so I never bump into them.
The wife unit, Captin Recking ButterBall and myself went to the doctor to get a check up on our gold fish. But it is no longer a gold fish but an Avacado, well at least it is the size of one. We still have to wait two weeks before we can know the sex of the Avacado. The wife unit wants a girl but I am hoping for puppies myself, I have always wanted a puppy.
Here we have the nurse trying to find the heart beat of the avacado.
After we heard the heart beat, which sound much like a washing machine, the little woman had to give blood. Nothing special just the usual test for this test for that prego stuff.
Captin Recking ButterBall was doing his usual, and causing havoc every turn he made.
Then again I wasnt being an angle either...... Lets see who can find the different objects in this photo: The vagina, the coat hoook and the crazy cracker.
Cousin It was the nurse that attended to the wife unit that day, I am still in shock I knew what It was saying.
Besides that not much really happened this weekend. We were going to go to Alantic City but we ended up not going. The Navy man bought himself a used VW, it needs some work but its the car he wanted. Its not a bad car, I even got to drive it to the mall, its a stick! Funny thing is I have not driven stick in a long time and it came right back, I did stall out once at a red light though haha. Driving stick is such a joy, I wish they made more cars manual.
This weekend marks some what of a mile stone for me, it is the 3rd week in a row where I have not gotten drunk. It is a very courious thing, the urge was there but the moment never presented itself and I did not press it. I was hoping to go out with Navy man drinking but maybe next week before he goes back to the base. But it aint no big Thang....