"I was mugged by Girl Scouts today."
Saon called today. And called, and called, and CALLED!!
He got a new cell phone that has unlimited nights and weekends, and he was bored, so guess who he called?
He left Hutch the 26th of last month with his nephew, Kenny, and landed back in New Orleans on March 1st. He's working again at Belle Chasse Marine, living in a FEMA trailer with two co-workers, and sold his dog, Bleu the $400 pit bull to his pal, Ray, for $300. I'm assuming at this point that the dog was not welcome in the trailer, and Saon didn't want to be homeless.
And New Orleans is much worse than what they show on TV. Stuff closes at dusk, the city is still a mess, and supposedly, there's a rumor that Donald Trump wants to turn the entire 9th Ward into a casino! Please, Lord, anything but that! Let the people from there have a chance to come back and rebuild what they lost, and not turn it over to an overexposed psuedo-celebrity who worships the almighty dollar, rather than the Almighty God. When Saon told me that, my stomach turned.
As explanation for the title of this post, Saon went to the store today and a gaggle of Girl Scouts talked him into buying a box of cookies. Of course, he did. Whatta softie!
And, of course, he wants me to come visit. With him paying for me to get there and back, a motel, etc. It's tempting. I just don't know. Personally I think he should come here and see me on my turf for a change.
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Tori, Dean and the gang (both of their kids and three of mine) are leaving for Vermont for spring break later today. They're going skiing... and experience what winter is supposed to be like!
Daniel has to work, and Mom and I weren't even asked.
I'd have loved to go to Vermont. Maybe they knew I wouldn't want to leave if they took me.
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Today, March 12th, would have been my 23rd wedding anniversary with Jon. Hell, we barely made it to 16 without me wanting to kick his ass for wanting me to be the way I was when I was 15. Only problem was, I was 35, and I was done with him. Besides he wanted the divorce so he could romance this chick he met on the internet (then dumped in a typically male fashion, the moron!).
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I'm still Blog Mad! They're doing a public beta testing and the only way you can get in is by invitation. Click on the link below for a referral.
I get so many points when you join, and you can do the same thing once you're a member. It's real easy and free.
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Vincent's back in the hospital. :(
His mom's insuranceran out, getting him kicked out a couple weeks back, but the problem he went in there for initially hasn't fully resolved itself. I found this out the other day when I called him to see how he was doing and when was he coming back down to OKC.
Not any time soon, as it turns out.
And that's all from where I sit.
--MorelaterZ--
He got a new cell phone that has unlimited nights and weekends, and he was bored, so guess who he called?
He left Hutch the 26th of last month with his nephew, Kenny, and landed back in New Orleans on March 1st. He's working again at Belle Chasse Marine, living in a FEMA trailer with two co-workers, and sold his dog, Bleu the $400 pit bull to his pal, Ray, for $300. I'm assuming at this point that the dog was not welcome in the trailer, and Saon didn't want to be homeless.
And New Orleans is much worse than what they show on TV. Stuff closes at dusk, the city is still a mess, and supposedly, there's a rumor that Donald Trump wants to turn the entire 9th Ward into a casino! Please, Lord, anything but that! Let the people from there have a chance to come back and rebuild what they lost, and not turn it over to an overexposed psuedo-celebrity who worships the almighty dollar, rather than the Almighty God. When Saon told me that, my stomach turned.
As explanation for the title of this post, Saon went to the store today and a gaggle of Girl Scouts talked him into buying a box of cookies. Of course, he did. Whatta softie!
And, of course, he wants me to come visit. With him paying for me to get there and back, a motel, etc. It's tempting. I just don't know. Personally I think he should come here and see me on my turf for a change.
=====
Tori, Dean and the gang (both of their kids and three of mine) are leaving for Vermont for spring break later today. They're going skiing... and experience what winter is supposed to be like!
Daniel has to work, and Mom and I weren't even asked.
I'd have loved to go to Vermont. Maybe they knew I wouldn't want to leave if they took me.
=====
Today, March 12th, would have been my 23rd wedding anniversary with Jon. Hell, we barely made it to 16 without me wanting to kick his ass for wanting me to be the way I was when I was 15. Only problem was, I was 35, and I was done with him. Besides he wanted the divorce so he could romance this chick he met on the internet (then dumped in a typically male fashion, the moron!).
=====
I'm still Blog Mad! They're doing a public beta testing and the only way you can get in is by invitation. Click on the link below for a referral.
I get so many points when you join, and you can do the same thing once you're a member. It's real easy and free.
=====
Vincent's back in the hospital. :(
His mom's insuranceran out, getting him kicked out a couple weeks back, but the problem he went in there for initially hasn't fully resolved itself. I found this out the other day when I called him to see how he was doing and when was he coming back down to OKC.
Not any time soon, as it turns out.
And that's all from where I sit.
--MorelaterZ--
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