Well its Monday again and time to do a little weekend recap. I forget my camera at work so no pictures, bummer. But I will have one to share so hold on.....
Picked up the Devon from the ex-inlaws house. He was in his uncles room playing some video game so I went up to see. The room he was in was the ex's old bedroom, the room that I sent countless number of hours in during my high school years, and the same room I spent many nights in hiding from her parents. It was in a sad state, the uncle is....well putting it nicely a slob. It was not the room my memories held in fond reverence. The blue ceiling that had hand painted clouds on it was busted with poorly make-shift repairs on it. The carpet that was once blue and shag was now.....I have no idea but I would not have sat on it now. The walls had, again, poorly done patch work repairs on them, the smell of cigarettes was almost palatable and the over all feel of the room was that of a crack house. The bed, wait scratch that....the mattress was just sitting on the floor, there was a huge dead tv in the corner and one of the windows had a garbage bag taped to it. And now as I reflect on this I see this is almost poetic, the room that I once went to to pine for a love that was to never be has been reduced to something I do not want to go back to. To the same effect that the person that once dwelled there is someone I will not ever go back to. She is still a friend but what I had once hoped for just was a pipe dream of boy hood fantasy. I do not regret the relationship I took a shot at because it helped me get me to the place I am at now. But as I looked around that room I was reminded of what I once thought was going to last a life time. And it only last about 2 years......but life is all about living and learning and I am a better person now because of it.
Saturday: I had to work which wasnt a big deal but what sucked was that they had FOOD! BAD FOOD! I was all set with my apple, banana and tea but the moment I walked in they where trying to give me donuts and pastries! And then around 12 came the fried chicken, mashed potatoes with gravy, spanish rice and macaroni salad!!!!! I had to hang my head in shame because I ate like a wild boar! The gloves came off and went old school bare knuckled fist fight with those trays of food. I put the fear of the fork into those chickens! I wasnt stuff when I left but I did eat more than I should have.
Later we took the kids to the park so I hope I worked some of that off there. We are all still getting over that cold so working out is a bit out of the question. After the park we went to the backyard and hung out, and the I got accidentally drunk. What I mean is that when I get drunk I usually plan on it and set it up. But this is what happened: I had one Miller light, then a went in and go a Mike's Hard Lemonade, then I made a vodka and pink grapefruit juice shot....which mean I took a swig of the pink and then a huge swig of the vodka swished it about then swallowed. I did that about 3 more times. By the time I got home all I wanted was to sleep, mind you the house was a mess and Sunday was going to be really busy so I did not see it getting done anytime soon.
We went to my moms house, but on the way we had to stop at the CareStation to see if they had Sunday hours. The wife had just about lost her voice and was now getting an ear infections. So after we found out there were open until 6pm we drove over the my moms for breakfast. Then we had to drop off Devon to his mother. Then it was off to the Carestation, she went in and I took the kids to her mothers; whom we where going to next anyway and then drove back to get her.
At her moms I spent most of the day taking out all of the our camping gear and checking it out to see what we have and what we need. I put up the two tents we have, one that fits about 2 people and another that could fit about 6. Both of them in where in perfect condition, in all the only thing we need are new sleeping bags, a new air mattress, some D batteries and a new camp solar shower. Which is nothing more that a large black bag with a hook on top and a nozzle attachment. I think I might get a new axe as well, the old one has not been taken care of while at the inlaws house and is all rusted....I take care of all things that knife related!
Now, I am out of time and will now share that one picture that has some people wondering about me:
It is sandal time and since I have been taking care of my feet I no longer have cracked ashy heals so I had to do the old black nail polish to cover up my nasty toe nails. Now that you cannt see my yellowish nails my feet arent as nasty, still ugly man feet but a lot less harder on the eyes lol.
pssss.....if you look really closely on the right foot, below the pinkie toe, you will see something odd. It is a sliver of skin hanging off, while i was getting my camping gear out the the death trap of a garage at the inlaws, a crow bar that was hanging on a nail fell off and landed on my foot. Well just the very tip of the side of my foot. It took off some skin and left a nasty bo-bo. No big deal if all you wear is sandals, but today I had to put on my work shoes so I had to get out the Neosporine and a band aide....I hate band aides!