Yesterday was Mother's Day and we had my parents over for lunch. I barbecued a turkey and made my house-famous corn-on-the-cob with cilantro. My parents didn't have any idea what cilantro was. It was a nice day I thought. I may have been delusional though. I cleared the table and they were all talking. I finished putting everything away and got the dishes washing and returned to the table. After a little bit my dad turned to my mom and asked, "why are you kicking me?" She just looked at him. I said, "I think she's trying to tell you that she wants to go home." I could see by the look on her face that I was correct. It seemed to me that we were having a great conversation but she doesn't ever want to be away from her house and her many cats. That squealing sound hat you just heard was me throwing the brakes on right here.
I have a lot in my many notebooks but I am always torn on what to write about here and what to save to talk about on Dirty Laundry Podcast. I know it isn't terrible to use the same things on both but I don't want to bore people with the same things over and over; I would rather bore you with new things.
Cha Cha and Splenda are our checking out potential wedding venues. It is great having Splenda home for a week though when she goes back it will be sad again. Even though she is engaged I think it will be at least a year until the wedding, She has one more year of college and I know she wants to graduate before they get married. Brad is still in the early stages of being a Marine so I imagine he wants to make sure he is settled-in pretty well too. He is stationed in North Carolina and she is going to visit him soon also. I have to get a blog/podcast name for him soon too. Since he is a Marine I instantly thought Gomer but that has negative connotations I think even though Gomer Pyle was a great guy he is thought of as a boob and Brad is far from that. Maybe Joker or Cowboy from Full Metal Jacket?
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I have stuff to do before I go to work. This is my Friday so going to work is better than usual today. Have a great rest of your day and tonight and thanks for stopping by. I will probably blog again tomorrow but I have an appointment to get the car serviced and apparently I have a doctor's appointment. They woke me up by calling me to tell me I have to come see them tomorrow. They have no reason to see me other than to milk more money out of me. I have to see them every so often or they will stop letting me get my blood pressure medicine. Bills for Pills (patent/trademark/copyrights pending). They pretend to like us but they would rather have us die of a heart attack if they didn't get our money. I really would go to a back alley (as opposed to a front alley) to buy Metoprolol Tartrate out of a van from a guy in a tench coat if that sort of thing weren't illegal. Bastards! TTTT (probably)...MITM (out) TA!
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