Friday, August 27, 2010

Sweetie Pies

I have taken Sarah's advice about Sweetie Pies.
The place is a restaurant in the big town of Decatur Tx.Kind of nice and a cute place.
All I can tell you about our trip is --
freak out-
no pants-
side of highway-
death treat if I blog about it-
and I thought the stink eye was bad
Till next time------------------Poohpa

Monday, August 23, 2010

Getting Older

Every man has the fear of losing his hair when he gets older. Myself I have head of studly gray
hair .I have been blessed with a great head of hair,not that I look like Big Foot or anything like that.Great genes ,I guess.My father had great hair,so did my grandad, they had less gray hair than I do.My Dad reminded me of that ever time we met.
What don't under stand why we grow it other places.I have eyebrows that grow so fast I feel like a catfish some times.I have known guy that have so much ear hair that if they used a trimmer, it had be gas powered.Some grow so hair on their backs they look like a bear.I knew a guy that could braid their nose hair.
In my mind I know all women secretly want to run their hand through my hair.This is a curse I have lived with for most of my life.
Till next time---------Poohpa

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

Dinner Club#2

Other things have happened on our night out.
My buddy,Richard, was walking to his car and stepped in a 20 pd. pile of cat crap.He had is new pair of Doc Martins on,you know with the 5 inch soles and 3 inch grooves.We had already left and when we returned he was using a stick to get the crap out.I just laughed,he just cussed.He had to drive to the restaurant with no shoes on,Linda would not let them in the car.
Darlene had us stop at the Krispy Kreme to go to the bathroom. As he walked across the lot, she was hit by a truck.She was fine but shaken.She forgot to go pee.
Next time I work up the nerve I will tell you about the Sweetie Pies trip.
Till next time ---------Poohpa

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Dinning Out

Every Friday night we go out to eat with our friends.We have a group of eight that have gotten together for years.This has been a weekly occurrence for 25+ years.People come and people go,but the supper club goes on.
Over the years many funny things have happened.
The time that Bill threw and leaf on me in the pool and I thought a bat was sucking my brains out.
My buddy Drew tried go get out of our van without undoing the seat belt. He hung there like a rag doll, not being able to get in or out.
On my 40th birthday they gave a birthday cake that was really a water balloon,with chocolate icing on it.When I cut it,it burst,and icing was hanging from the ceiling.When I got up that morning,my car was wrapped in shrink wrap ,about 200ft. of it.When I got to work they had up notes and signs all over the store.Some not very nice. My trees were covered with toilet paper.Rude signs painted all over my car.The inside of the car was filled with balloons.
Needless to say it ,took me a year ,but I got all of them back.
The time that Bill laughed at me so hard,he shot a piece of Oreo cookie out his nose,and had to got to the hospital.He could not talk for about 3 days.
More next time-------Poohpa

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

My hero

Steven Slater is my hero.The just could not take that bitch'n woman anymore.She cussed him and even hit him with the bags.I wonder what else she did before the plane landed.Some times it just ain't worth it.He will lose his job,his freedom,and even maybe even his retirement.
This because a woman could not follow the rules.When did people become so rude?Why does it always have to about me? Me,me,me,me,me,me and me.Courtesy has gone to hell.
I blame this on my generation, the sixties. If you do not remember it was all about ME.If you did not do it your way,you copped out.Do don't have time for your kids--so what? Don't want to work--tuff shit.Don't want to go to school,who cares?
You ever heard the saying,"shit rolls down hill." This is what happens morals go to hell!What ever happen to the golden rule?
When you do not make your kids behave,you have parents like this woman.
Our country needs a recurrence of family values.The old ways tend to be the best ways.This should be a state law.
This coming from an Old Fart, and proud of it.
I will quit gripe'n now.
Till next time---------------------Poohpa

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Just a few pics from Galveston

I wish is was my beach house.
Abbie and Nolan on the beach.

Sand time.

Fishing in the afternoon.

Trip home.
Till next time-----Poohpa

Monday, August 9, 2010


When we went to Galveston for the weekend. We had a great time.We spent a day at the beach and also took the grandkids fishing.Nolan caught 4 fish,his little sister Abbie,caught 8 fish.As you know this really miffed Nolan His little sister out fished him.
Being the grand dad I am ,I offered Nolan a dollar to kiss a dead shrimp.I just knew he would do it,I had camera in hand, but the little fart would not do it.I saved a dollar.
The beach was good,no sea weed, but the jelly fish were bad.One came out of a large wave and got Miss Abbie.The life guard had vinegar to put on it, the sting was better after 20 minutes.The natural remedy is to pee on it,I was told to do the deed,but refused for fear of scaring them for life.
I also remembered, that a sun burn on the under side of you arms,hurt like hell. This is a state law you should never forget.
Till next time--------Poohpa

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Out of town

I just thought I would let you know that we have been out of town for a few days.I do not have much to say right know, but more to come in a few days.We took a few days and drove down to Galveston, for a day of rest. Till next time------Poohpa

Monday, August 2, 2010


This little guy is my youngest grandson (Andrew),doesn't he look sweet.

For the second time he has been expelled from church daycare.When he is put in there so Mom and Dad go to church, he just raises a little hell.He is a natural Mama's boy.

I think his picture is posted on the wall with a red circle with slash through it.I think it is a wanted poster.

His motto is look cute and raise hell.My kind of boy.

Till next time-----Poohpa

Sunday, August 1, 2010


My grandson,Nolan,just turned 14 a couple of weeks ago.He is a small boy(6ft and a size 14 shoe).He called last week and ask if I would take him shooting.His Mom and I go every once in a while.

So we went and I gave him a quick lesson on gun operation and mostly gun safety.He actually listened .I know it shocked me too.

This is his first set of shots--not bad!

My daughter has turned out be a great shot.Men,she shoots the nuts out first! Ouch!

Out of a box of shells,50,he hit the target,in the kill zone 90% of the time.We had a good time.

He keeps is target on his wall and take every one that visits the house to show off.

It took 2 days to get the grin off his face.

Till next time ----Poohpa