Believe it or not, I'm about to go to bed soon...

I'm actually tired...

I just need to wash a coupla dishes and drag my ass upstairs.

Taking the mare to Mr Bosses went really well.
Bo did great, she behaved too and when I turned Bo back out with Action, the two of them wandered off together like it's been just the two of them all along.

The house is still clean, like it was when I finished it this time.

I made chicken for dinner... "regular" baked, Shake-n-Baked and barbeque.
(Regular baked is just a few certain seasoning that we do "by hand".)
I usually do make the chicken few different ways at once.
I also make a lot of it, that way we can eat it for a few days and switch between the different kinds.

Additionally, I made succatash, green beans and "rice pilaf", by which I mean peas, mushrooms and rice mixed together.
Oh, and "nuked" baked potaoes.

One of the coolest things I remember from being a kid was being out in the driveway of the Alloway house playing. There was a brick patio between the house and driveway and the windows in the kitchen were right there.
I'd be playing and all of a sudden get a sniff of Dad's cooking.

I can remember being able to tell what it was, too... lima beans, succatash, the meat whether it was hamburgers or steak, the french fries... biscuits, sometimes...

Man, being outside on a nice summer day, playing, not a worry in the world, my Dad right in the house and him cooking dinner.... nothing has ever felt like that in my life since.

Except now does...

I was thinking about this while I was cooking.
Then, I mentioned it to Eric when he came in and he knew just what I meant.
He said I do the same thing for him now.
He'll be outside, finishing up work, walking past or near the house, and he can smell dinner and it blows him away.

He has somebody, finally, who likes to do that kinda stuff for him and I have somebody, finally, who likes that kinda stuff being done for him.
Yay that...

May has been a very productive month.
I've gotten a coupla "relly, relly big" things done, after months, if not years of trying.

Found Glen after years of trying and finally got an App, after months of searching.

My next two "projects" may also take a lotta time, but I'm gonna get them done, too.
They are to lose weight and get some dental shit done.

The dental shit already has been years in the making.
This shit started in 1981, as a matter of fact.
There's a story behind it, which is too long to get into now (I'm crosseyed here), so suffice it to say, I need to have a very loose tooth removed (that part oughta prove easy) and get the bridge I already have extended to cover it.
I've done it before, gotta do it again and... ew.
Dentists scare me.
That's a whole story unto itself, too.

Put it this way, Nitrous to endure a cleaning is not unheard of.
Neither are dentists being bitten and having their asses grabbed.
(Again, the ass grabbing is a story unto itself and the biting the fools goes with the "why I don't like 'em" story...)

I don't like this shit, but I like this loose tooth even less.

That and my extra weight are my two biggest "problems" now.
And, the cool part is, there is something that can be done about both.
So, I'm gonna do it.

But now... I'm going to bed.
First time I've gone to bed at a "normal" time in weeks.

And, since eveything else around here is taken care of, when I get up, I'm gonna go hang out with Bo for a while.
Oh my Gawd...
It's gonna be a Saturday morning, too.

Goddamn, if there was only some way I could have my Dad in this house cooking something while I'm out with the horse....
That would make it as close as it could possibly be to the way it was when I owned Diablo and hung out at Uncle Henry's...
Holy shit...

I'm gonna hafta watch my Pink Panther cartoon tape before I go out... that's what I used to do.
I'd watch my Saturday morning shit... Pink Panther, Kimba, that show about the German Shepard named Joe, Land of the Lost... all that shit.
I'd watch that, then go saddle up Diablo and go see what we could find to get into.
Which was a considerable amount of stuff, too.

And, I get to do that again tomorrow...
wow.

Could somebody go get my Dad and bring him here by around, liiiike, noon, maybe?
I can stay out on Bo longer if ya want it to be a surprise or something... I'm flexible like that....

peace, world.

Posted by: Stevie at 12:42 AM

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