AGAIN!
You know that old saying that "it's a small world."
Well Jill's very 1st boyfriend Chris ended up being a good friend of Butchie's some years back when they lived in the same neighborhood as young adults.
Chris lived with his mom when he and Jill were both 15 just up the street and around the corner.
He was a change of life baby and his 3 siblings were grown and off on their own.
His mother passed away from Cancer...Jill was the one that found her. Looked in windows when she couldn't get an answer to her knocks on the door and saw her hanging off of her bed.
They eventually parted ways and both married. Hubby and myself attended his wedding.
He had one child with his wife and they parted ways. Lived with another woman many years and they too parted.
Moved to FL and bought a home, maybe 10 years or more ago. He has always kept in touch with us and has opened his house in the past 2 Jill and her kids for a vacation. When up here visiting his daughter and granddaughter he has stayed with us. Butchie was none too happy about those times that Chris was here, even though Chris takes his granddaughter to amusement parks, etc. with Alex.
Tomorrow Chris arrives. Jill and Butchie were just cleaning out the trailer. Her gathering the sheets and blankets, etc. that Logan and friends have been using and him vacuuming.
Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, interesting, very interesting.
Let's see how long it is before he has a meltdown. He has in the past. I shit you not!
Noticed the half gallon jug of rum tree quarters empty around noon.
Now it's 8:30 p.m. Monday and they are sitting out at the fire pit finishing off the rest of it.
No kidding around. They are actually walking just steps away from where the skunks are eating.
Jill talks to them as she passes by and makes noises with her mouth that she thinks is skunk talk. : 0 )
I am going daft! Grocery shopped earlier and was looking at canned dog food as to which looked yummier.
There was a guy and gal there and the guy was doing the same thing. His gal friend was saying, " for pete's sake..it's just a dog." She was laughing as she said it over and over. The two of them were bantering away with each other.
If you are wondering....no, I didn't tell them I was window shopping for skunks.
Well it began as window shopping and pricing, BUT I couldn't resist buying four cans of Alpo with gravy.
Have some cans of Pedigree that was given to me still, along with a big bag of Pedigree dry dog food.
The dry dog food is getting low. Will be looking for the cheapest not the yummiest when I replace it.
A new day has dawned. It's Tuesday.
Forgot to mention yesterday that it was a granddaughters 19th bithday.
Did remember to send Theresa a card. : 0 )
The Bacherlorette didn't end last night the way I wanted...sniff!
Ali chose Roberto over Chris.....moi thinks it was the Spanish he speaks that won her over.; 0 )
I picked Chris from day one................sigh!
Who watched that show last year? Anyone likeVienna???? Not I.
Told you so Jake ! The two of you did not live happily ever after.
Knew the two of you were not meant to be. So There!!!! Listen up next time.
The aroma coming from the kitchen tells me that Jill is cooking herself and Butchie a breakfast of hash browns, eggs and bacon/sausage.
Okay, I give.............posted some cute pic's and more chit chat at the end of what I have above.
All is POOF! I shit you not!
Best give up while the getting is good. I shit you not!
That's All Folks!
The ramblings of a mom of 9 by her KIDS that are STILL making her climb walls ,even as adults. Said I DO 3xs and I WANT OUT 2 xs. Have learned there is no such thing as a Rose Garden. My motto is Life Is Too Short To Be Miserable. When the bad outweighs the good it is time to shit can em. Laugh with me or at me, welcome to my world.
I AM WOMAN! Hear me ROAR! February 2012
WARNING !! Not for those with a short attention span. ; 0 )
Your life is always so interesting. My immediate family is so small, there is really nothing to write about. I enjoy coming here.
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i love her hair. Funny about the skunks
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