Procastination Failed

Deep Rezer's at work.

Ok, we were suppose to get our boat under way so we could screw around at the lake with people. Well, we waited too long... and now we ain't gotta boat to screw around in. Shucks!

We're still going to the lake, maybe I can drown and cause a big scene. Really mess up the day...

I gotta story:

Back when my Grandson's father was a kid and living with us, we thought we'd grab a great spot for Fourth of July Fireworks. We got the Bronco out, took the top off, bought snacks.. we even had a sound system installed so we could have it all right there at the top of the main hill.. and enjoy.

Grandson's pops and his friend (now this friend is BIG, seriously BIG.. we called him 'Shrek') decided to jump out the minute we crawled over everyone, swore at people, and simply butted our way to the TOP. Me & Hubby busted out our snacks and drinks, and tuned into the station that was playing all patriotic songs that's going with the program. We're sitting there watching the sunset.. and just chilling big time..

The second is was getting dark I hear someone panting hard, and I look about the truck and said "Hey, what's going on??" O Grandson's dad says.. "Shrek fell down the hill and I can't get him out. He dislocated his knee." As it happens, they were running around, screwing around like all teenagers.. only Shrek has a bad (weak) knee.. so he tumbled all the way to the bottom into the irragation.

What to do? We just fought our way to the top, now we gotta go down to the bottom to haul O Shrek outta the ditch. What gives? So we did... The paramedics came, but since it was so packed I had to guide hubby all the way to the bottom. Some people were already down at the bottom with Shrek. We had about seven people help us pull him out of there and load him into the Bronco, then relayed him into the paramedics.

All this time, the fireworks were going off.. and after awhile you just get desensitized to the noise. Shrek made it through, apparently this wasn't the first time he had this kind of incident. He is just too big for his size and his bones are not formed to carry his weight and height.. he was big.. I'm talking about 7 feet and close to 400 lbs. He was huge.

Yah, we don't bring unnecessary friends no more.. any dumb activities only come from me.. and that's good enough.




Whoo Hooo... Hello Indians!! Haa.. this is kewl. NAC!! I use to go.. but not anymore..

A few minutes ago O'Hubby was watching ESPN, the news part they announced who the jockey was for MINE THAT BIRD.. Mike.. Hubby sez "Sweetheart, Mike is on TV" I sez.. oo.. Then I remember who Mike was.. I go running over der and sez "Hey! He rode Mine That Bird???" Hubby looks at me and makes a snide remark about me getting slow minded.. I roll my eyeballs and come back to this computer.

Now earlier... I had gotten after him about all kinds of stuff and shook him up a bit enuff to get his chores done, and make decent decision about sum things.. So, I sez.. "well aren't you something... u think yas all high up der.. calling me slowminded... u got dis o slowminded to tell u whut to do.. what does dat make u??"

Well, hey GOOD NIGHT!! Heading off to bed.. Got me a Party to kick off 2maro morning.. All safe now..