Getting off my lazy ass...........
Sunday morning found us on a nice sailing trip. Hart of Sailing was in town and we jumped at the chance of going out for a ride. The weather was perfect and the waves not too big. It was great to see George and that sweet smile that was on my son's face. I live for that smile.
When I was a young lass, the neighboring farm where I kept my beloved horse was a working farm. In the fall they had rows and rows of pumpkins. They used to take our horse manure for fertilizer. They preferred the cow poop, but since those suckers were such "houdinis'", they did not last long. MB got tired of catching them and bringing them home.Heh, reminds me of the time my horse Cheyene busted out a fence and stuck his big assed nose through her bedroom window.........
Sunday afternoon found me making my chiropractor a rich man having a grand time. Pudd'n wanted both me and daddy to go through this blow up evil device that reminds me I need to shed more poundage fun obstical course.
Sunday afternoon found me I had Steve drive me to work. I needed a few glasses of whiskey to kill the pain.