Hmph!

My little Grandson, he slept for 16 hrs non-stop. I feel bad for him, when he came home yesterday he asked me if I wanted to go for a walk. Within a few minutes he was out. He has been dozing in and out all morning, but is looking a whole lot better and is playful. Yesterday he tried hard to push it aside and go on with the program.

Grandpa is like that too.. won't let anything get in the way, he just keeps going.. both, I have to chase them to bed and threaten to have everything disconnected. Thankfully everything is in my name..

Seems like whenever I get a job, I have to leave it to take care of Grandson.. I might just wait to do anything until he's in Junior High.. I have observed my neighbors, their kids are in Jr. and Hi.. and they make sure they are home when they get out of school.

Monday, me and the client need to sit down and see how we will be planning out the procedure for the project. Hubs, the main network.. got a counter offer he couldn't refuse, and a sense of duty he feels he needs to fulfill, and then 'us'. Seems like everything is in a limbo.. I told him, we may feel blind, but we always go in and succeed our purpose in our assigned mission. I know we can do it, we've always had...

Retard Nation has returned:

I went to the kitchen drawer for tongs and go after Grandpa.. only I tripped over my own feet while I was getting two of the largest one.. He laughed and said he wasn't worried about me.

I was in my 'sweet and thoughtful moods' and I thought I'd prepare a nice glass of ICE COKE for Grandpa before he went back out to work. Well the foam was getting high, and don't ask me why.. I kept pouring.. well it really started to flow... I thought NO PROBLEM.. I got my dumbself and went down on the foam, only to choke on it.. I ran to the kitchen sink and spit it all out...YUCK!! Hubby saw me, and he just shook his head. And I'm his partner? I feel bad fer da liddle basterd...