Life is good! I am blessed!
Today most of my kids and their families are coming over for burgers and dogs.My mom and one of my sister is also going to be there.
I love family time.Call me old,call me sappy,just call me.I think the older I get, the more I love it.Fun is the name of the game.G-kids playing in the backyard,the swing set gets a work out.
Of course the adults,eat,cook,and watch the kids.We get to catch up on our lives and tell a few stories.
Family and good friends are what it is all about.There are few things in life more important.We eat,we talk,and we can cry with each other.
As you know- work in the meat market is tuff on a holiday week end,but that is life.Luckily we still get a chance to enjoy our families.
Till next time--------------Poohpa
P.S.--Remember our heroes! They are the reason we are able to do what we want,on these holidays.
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Sunday, May 27, 2012
Friday, August 19, 2011
Galveston Tx
Tuesday I went to Galveston---------
This is something I have wanted and also feared.
Most go to play on the beach and fish,I went to the Shriner's Hospital.----This is one of our burns units,I think you understand why I feared this.
I am not ashamed to say"I am a wuss when it comes to hurt kids." I slept very little the night before.
I got a call a week before from my new BFF -Bill.
Bill is the lead driver on this trip,me,the co-pilot.
We left the Shrine center at 5:15 and was on the road.Half way there,we stopped in Fairfield Tx. and ate breakfast at Sam's.In Galveston by 11:oo.
The hospital is at the end of the island.We stopped in the front and unloaded our passenger.
Went to the 7th floor to the cafeteria.While there,one of the Divan from Ft Worth came by and greeted us.( The Divan is what Shriner's call their leaders).
Later, as we waited in the lobby,I watched the kids play.I saw kids with no ears,no arms,and no noses.Some came by and waved or spoke.At a young age these kids know that the men in the Fez are the ones that help.As I sat there a young girl smiled and spoke.As she spoke I noticed her arms were hanging straight down.Her Mom sewed fake hands to her sleeves,this to make her feel better.
The kid we took back was burned all over.Face ,hands,and arms.This is what I dreamed about for two days.He had no nose.No hands.
I call them kids, but they are all Men and Women.Anyone that have gone through this much are grown ups in my opinion.
The Shriner's live and die for the kids.This is what I do and what I live for.
If you can,always give to the Shrine. Poohpa
P.S. Today is my son's birthday.Maybe this is why it bothered me so much.We are all blessed by God and we are all so lucky.
This is something I have wanted and also feared.
Most go to play on the beach and fish,I went to the Shriner's Hospital.----This is one of our burns units,I think you understand why I feared this.
I am not ashamed to say"I am a wuss when it comes to hurt kids." I slept very little the night before.
I got a call a week before from my new BFF -Bill.
Bill is the lead driver on this trip,me,the co-pilot.
We left the Shrine center at 5:15 and was on the road.Half way there,we stopped in Fairfield Tx. and ate breakfast at Sam's.In Galveston by 11:oo.
The hospital is at the end of the island.We stopped in the front and unloaded our passenger.
Went to the 7th floor to the cafeteria.While there,one of the Divan from Ft Worth came by and greeted us.( The Divan is what Shriner's call their leaders).
Later, as we waited in the lobby,I watched the kids play.I saw kids with no ears,no arms,and no noses.Some came by and waved or spoke.At a young age these kids know that the men in the Fez are the ones that help.As I sat there a young girl smiled and spoke.As she spoke I noticed her arms were hanging straight down.Her Mom sewed fake hands to her sleeves,this to make her feel better.
The kid we took back was burned all over.Face ,hands,and arms.This is what I dreamed about for two days.He had no nose.No hands.
I call them kids, but they are all Men and Women.Anyone that have gone through this much are grown ups in my opinion.
The Shriner's live and die for the kids.This is what I do and what I live for.
If you can,always give to the Shrine. Poohpa
P.S. Today is my son's birthday.Maybe this is why it bothered me so much.We are all blessed by God and we are all so lucky.
Friday, July 15, 2011
Antz
We had visitors from out of state this last weekend.
My sister Becki from Utah and her boy friend Riki---the spaceman.
Her daughter from Vegas and her family.
We did have a good time and also got togather with 40 of our long lost Aunts,Uncles,and cousins.These from my Mom's (we lost her in 1980) side of the family.We had a great dinner at El Chico's mexican resterant.They fixed a nice fajita bar,plenty to eat for everyone.A good time for all.It has benn atlest 20 yrs since we have seen most of them.
On Sunday we had a cook out at my house.Burgers ,dogs,and grill boneless pork chops.My neice spent 2hrs.making brownies from scratch.They were very good even if my son ,Keith had a problem getting them out of the oven.
As for the ants,they were there to greet Riki (this is a spaceman thing I quess).All I know is when he got to the house ,they all parted and you could her them chant--Riki-Riki.
When he left so did the ants---must be a space thing.
Till next time -------Poohpa
My sister Becki from Utah and her boy friend Riki---the spaceman.
Her daughter from Vegas and her family.
We did have a good time and also got togather with 40 of our long lost Aunts,Uncles,and cousins.These from my Mom's (we lost her in 1980) side of the family.We had a great dinner at El Chico's mexican resterant.They fixed a nice fajita bar,plenty to eat for everyone.A good time for all.It has benn atlest 20 yrs since we have seen most of them.
On Sunday we had a cook out at my house.Burgers ,dogs,and grill boneless pork chops.My neice spent 2hrs.making brownies from scratch.They were very good even if my son ,Keith had a problem getting them out of the oven.
As for the ants,they were there to greet Riki (this is a spaceman thing I quess).All I know is when he got to the house ,they all parted and you could her them chant--Riki-Riki.
When he left so did the ants---must be a space thing.
Till next time -------Poohpa
Monday, May 23, 2011
Cruise 2011
Me and Me Winch
Our cuise ship.
Sea Turtle Farm.
Just a few pics for our vacation.
Till next time----------------------------------------Poohpa
Friday, February 25, 2011
Birthday Past
I said earlier that I had just turned 60.(Damn that's old)
I was thinking about birthdays past.
Toys long gone,old friends not seen for years.
The most memorable is when I turned 40.Good friends and good times are hard to forget.
We were involved with our kids high school .I was on the band booster board.
The group of people we met were very much fun to be with,they had my type of humor
(rude and crude).We got together every week to eat.
The morning of my birthday I got ready to go to work.Went to get my coffee and looked out the kitchen window.Now--if I am late to work it doesn't just bother me,but if some other than me does--well let's just say it makes me pissy.
I looked out the kitchen window and what do I see?
My car filled with balloons and shrink wrapped with miles of film.Windows painted with rude comments.Not only that,but my trees filled with toilet paper hanging like snakes from the top of them.I had been teeped by my buds.Bastards-sonsabitches-ass wipes.(that was the nice things I said).
The first thing I did was call them all.5:30 am is the perfect time for threatening phone calls.
I will get them back.
It took 45 min. to clean my car up so I can go to work.Then when I get to work(mad as hell) they had gone to my store and posted signs in the back room and ladies room.
Later that night,we went to Kenny's house to meet to go out for dinner.Kenny says "We have a birthday cake for you to cut before we go eat".
The cake was a water balloon iced with chocolate frosting.Have you ever been pissed on by a cake?
Bastards, and people wonder why I hate people.
Till next time------ Poohpa
Next time---the pay back
I was thinking about birthdays past.
Toys long gone,old friends not seen for years.
The most memorable is when I turned 40.Good friends and good times are hard to forget.
We were involved with our kids high school .I was on the band booster board.
The group of people we met were very much fun to be with,they had my type of humor
(rude and crude).We got together every week to eat.
The morning of my birthday I got ready to go to work.Went to get my coffee and looked out the kitchen window.Now--if I am late to work it doesn't just bother me,but if some other than me does--well let's just say it makes me pissy.
I looked out the kitchen window and what do I see?
My car filled with balloons and shrink wrapped with miles of film.Windows painted with rude comments.Not only that,but my trees filled with toilet paper hanging like snakes from the top of them.I had been teeped by my buds.Bastards-sonsabitches-ass wipes.(that was the nice things I said).
The first thing I did was call them all.5:30 am is the perfect time for threatening phone calls.
I will get them back.
It took 45 min. to clean my car up so I can go to work.Then when I get to work(mad as hell) they had gone to my store and posted signs in the back room and ladies room.
Later that night,we went to Kenny's house to meet to go out for dinner.Kenny says "We have a birthday cake for you to cut before we go eat".
The cake was a water balloon iced with chocolate frosting.Have you ever been pissed on by a cake?
Bastards, and people wonder why I hate people.
Till next time------ Poohpa
Next time---the pay back
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Getting Old
Today I just got old.
Today is my birthday.
40 wasn't bad.
50 was OK.
60 almost sucks.
Can't see.
Can't pee.
Can't bend.
Can't mend as well as I used to.
I cannot bitch--I have lived a good life.I never got rich, but have had a good life.You do not need to have a lot of money to be rich in love and life.
It is a blessing that a lot of people never had.
41 years with my wife.
3 kids.
8 grand kids.
Life is good!!!!!!!!!!!!
Till next time--------------Poohpa
Today is my birthday.
40 wasn't bad.
50 was OK.
60 almost sucks.
Can't see.
Can't pee.
Can't bend.
Can't mend as well as I used to.
I cannot bitch--I have lived a good life.I never got rich, but have had a good life.You do not need to have a lot of money to be rich in love and life.
It is a blessing that a lot of people never had.
41 years with my wife.
3 kids.
8 grand kids.
Life is good!!!!!!!!!!!!
Till next time--------------Poohpa
Monday, December 20, 2010
Reason for the season
We all enjoy Christmas,this goes without saying.It can be a stressful time of year.In my type of work( meat dept.)it can be a very hard and lots of work too.Most of the time my customers are very nice.The others I just look the other way.
We all love the food.We all over eat.I do it daily.We are lucky to be in a country that we can celebrate anytime or any where we want.Without fear of retaliation by some one different from us.
Some and I hope all are lucky enough to give and receive gifts from our loved ones.
One of the best parts is being with our families.As you know this one my favorites.Kids and grand kids kick butt.
One thing that is easy to forget is why we celebrate.Our Lord and his Son.I don't want to preach.
His Birth-
His Life--
His Death for us--
That's what it is all about!
Till next time-------------Poohpa
We all love the food.We all over eat.I do it daily.We are lucky to be in a country that we can celebrate anytime or any where we want.Without fear of retaliation by some one different from us.
Some and I hope all are lucky enough to give and receive gifts from our loved ones.
One of the best parts is being with our families.As you know this one my favorites.Kids and grand kids kick butt.
One thing that is easy to forget is why we celebrate.Our Lord and his Son.I don't want to preach.
His Birth-
His Life--
His Death for us--
That's what it is all about!
Till next time-------------Poohpa
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Christmas Past
We are getting close to Christmas and I have not talked to you lately.I have been very busy at work-with the doctors--with the rehab--but also shopping for my baby.
I remember a few things from Christmas past.
The time my oldest son was a baby.he was so sick we almost put him in the hospital.At my Dads house on Christmas Eve,all he did was lay on Dad and eat potato chips.Dad talked about that till the day he pasted.
Last year little Kasey got a new plastic rifle that made shooting noises.For hours he carried that thing around and must have shot in 500 times the first hour.
The year my wife found cameras very cheap for my 10 little nieces and nephews.Their Moms bitched for years about the cost to them for development.Aunt Sondi always buys the best stuff for the kids.
The year that I drew my sisters name for a gift.The only thing I could think of was to make her something.When I brought out the deacons bench I made Vickie started crying.Hell thought she was pissed and apologised, then I got the best hug ever.
The Christmas lights of Christmas past--the bastards never work right.
The work and love my mil,Nannie,put into the Christmas dinner-( two types of corn-two kinds of mac& cheese-dressing with and without onions-olives and sweet pickles-and Dema's fruit salad).
Trying to get the kids up early so we could beat Nannie and Papa.This way we had time to our self with the kids.
My kids telling me to go back to bed,that it was 4:30,not 7:00.( Can you tell I love Christmas morning?).
The year my grandmother,Mell,accepted my invitation to celebrate with us.I had only asked for 35yrs.Later on that next year she passed away.She gave me one of the best presents ever,just by being there.
My fil,Papa, would claim some one stole his bread and have the kids get him another.Every year some one's bread gets stolen.
How every year my mil and my wife would make us save tags and bows.
One year I got hamburger patty boxes from work(we were throwing away about 200),it became a tradition to get a present in a patty box.Today there are only about 5 left,we wore out the rest.
Every year we hope we don't have black bottom bread.
The year my soon to be ex daughter-in-law,gave Sondi a platter she had made with all the grand kids names and hand prints.Instant tears for Sondi and Amy.
Best of all, just having our kids and their families with us!
I know this a long post, but we have many memories.
Till next time-----------------Poohpa
Merry Christmas to you and yours!
I remember a few things from Christmas past.
The time my oldest son was a baby.he was so sick we almost put him in the hospital.At my Dads house on Christmas Eve,all he did was lay on Dad and eat potato chips.Dad talked about that till the day he pasted.
Last year little Kasey got a new plastic rifle that made shooting noises.For hours he carried that thing around and must have shot in 500 times the first hour.
The year my wife found cameras very cheap for my 10 little nieces and nephews.Their Moms bitched for years about the cost to them for development.Aunt Sondi always buys the best stuff for the kids.
The year that I drew my sisters name for a gift.The only thing I could think of was to make her something.When I brought out the deacons bench I made Vickie started crying.Hell thought she was pissed and apologised, then I got the best hug ever.
The Christmas lights of Christmas past--the bastards never work right.
The work and love my mil,Nannie,put into the Christmas dinner-( two types of corn-two kinds of mac& cheese-dressing with and without onions-olives and sweet pickles-and Dema's fruit salad).
Trying to get the kids up early so we could beat Nannie and Papa.This way we had time to our self with the kids.
My kids telling me to go back to bed,that it was 4:30,not 7:00.( Can you tell I love Christmas morning?).
The year my grandmother,Mell,accepted my invitation to celebrate with us.I had only asked for 35yrs.Later on that next year she passed away.She gave me one of the best presents ever,just by being there.
My fil,Papa, would claim some one stole his bread and have the kids get him another.Every year some one's bread gets stolen.
How every year my mil and my wife would make us save tags and bows.
One year I got hamburger patty boxes from work(we were throwing away about 200),it became a tradition to get a present in a patty box.Today there are only about 5 left,we wore out the rest.
Every year we hope we don't have black bottom bread.
The year my soon to be ex daughter-in-law,gave Sondi a platter she had made with all the grand kids names and hand prints.Instant tears for Sondi and Amy.
Best of all, just having our kids and their families with us!
I know this a long post, but we have many memories.
Till next time-----------------Poohpa
Merry Christmas to you and yours!
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Giving Thanks
Everyone has alot to give thanks for.
Even if we don't know what we have.
I personally believe I have more than most.
This time of year makes me think of what I have and what is important to me.
A great woman that has been my lover and best friend for 40+ years.If she was not with me I do not know what I would do.
As you all know I have great kids and more grandkids than most.
I am blessed that they only live about 15 min.for us.
They still come around often ( and we love it).
I do a job that I am very good at and still enjoy doing it.
I have friends that are still around after more years than most.
I have good people to work with and that I get along with. We try to have fun while we work.
I have met new friends through blogs.
A few things people do not think of---
A good chair to rest, sleep, and fart in.
A good car to rest ,sleep, and fart in.( this when I am on the outs with my woman)
I am blessed to work in a job where I keep our freezer full of meat.( this my be the reason I have such a stealthy figure).
We both are reasonably healthy even though I have the deadly trio ( gray hair-bad knees and a big ass)
We own our house free and clear.
I sometimes have a warped way of looking at life.
This is a time in my life that I look at things in a different way.Like maybe a good crap is better than a new pair of pants.
A great TV to watch while I sleep,rest, and fart in my chair.
Till next time------------Poohpa
Even if we don't know what we have.
I personally believe I have more than most.
This time of year makes me think of what I have and what is important to me.
A great woman that has been my lover and best friend for 40+ years.If she was not with me I do not know what I would do.
As you all know I have great kids and more grandkids than most.
I am blessed that they only live about 15 min.for us.
They still come around often ( and we love it).
I do a job that I am very good at and still enjoy doing it.
I have friends that are still around after more years than most.
I have good people to work with and that I get along with. We try to have fun while we work.
I have met new friends through blogs.
A few things people do not think of---
A good chair to rest, sleep, and fart in.
A good car to rest ,sleep, and fart in.( this when I am on the outs with my woman)
I am blessed to work in a job where I keep our freezer full of meat.( this my be the reason I have such a stealthy figure).
We both are reasonably healthy even though I have the deadly trio ( gray hair-bad knees and a big ass)
We own our house free and clear.
I sometimes have a warped way of looking at life.
This is a time in my life that I look at things in a different way.Like maybe a good crap is better than a new pair of pants.
A great TV to watch while I sleep,rest, and fart in my chair.
Till next time------------Poohpa
Monday, November 15, 2010
Houston Trip
Well you knew this was coming.On Veterans Day ,My BFF, Clair and I took 2 patients to the Houston Hospital.We left about 7am and arrived,after a breakfast stop, about 11:45.
Notice that the porch swing is set up for a wheelchair.Everything is wheelchair accessible.
There are toy displays everywhere and plenty to play with.Smiles are plentiful even on the kids.All Shriners must wear the "Fez" when there.
This is the view from the 5th floor up to the roof. I could not take as many pics as I wanted.I was afraid I would step on someones toes.It was raining hard so no pics from the outside.The place very pretty, inside and out.Story about one of the boys--
He was born with Cerebral Palsy ,I know I did not spell this right spell check did not help,in Las Vegas.When he was 2 they moved to Texas because of the research done in Houston.He had his 1st operation at 2yrs. After many trips and treatments he is 15 and playing high school football and soccer.
When being treated,the cost is nothing to the parents.No insurance.No asking for money,no matter what the income.Rich or poor.No even for a Coke.We feed them and transport.If needed we will even lodge them and the parents.
We just hope they will remember us later. Many Dads go one to become Masons and Shriners.
Till next time-------------Poohpa
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Shriners Night
My BFF Bill,his grandson,and some of my grandkids.Every year before the circus starts we have a show for the members and friends.A short circus and free rides for the kids. Fun for all,even big kids.
Poohpa and Jimmy dishing out drinks to the multitudes
Abbie,Kasey,Hailey, and an elephant butt
Two Speed and Jennifer.
Friday morning at 10 am, the Shriners put on a free circus for the disabled, disadvantaged,and mentally challenged.This one of the times it is really cool to be a Shriner.I had two of my grand daughters help me work the circus.It is a great lesson for the girls to learn how lucky they are,not everyone is as lucky as we are.Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Fort Smith #2
I was able to get the lap top to down load pic's after I bitch slapped it a couple of times.They say we went to Ft.Smith to play soccer.
Every time we go the ladies ask to to Hooters.They have a great time and the Dads enjoy it too.
Abbie in a little action.
The real reason the ladies like Ft.Smith is to play,either in the pool with Gerry or at Hooters.Soccer whats that?
Abbie and Sammi (along with Gerry and Nolan).
Tomi and Abbie getting a shoe shine,showing a little attitude. Goofy girls.
Bother Nolan enjoyed Hooters the most.
Till next time---------Poohpa
Bother Nolan enjoyed Hooters the most.Till next time---------Poohpa
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Great time of year
Shortly it will be time for our yearly Shrine Circus.
This is a time that I enjoy almost as much as Christmas.
Could this be because I am just a big kid at heart.--Duh
Last year for the first time, I was able to take off from work and work the early Friday morning performance.This free for the disadvantaged kids for the Tarrant county area.Lots of fun for kids that do not get do much of this type of stuff. Smiles every where, some on kids,mostly on Shriners. We party hard but work hard for the kids.
Pictures will come.
If you are in town Oct.9th-16th, come take in our show.
Till next time------------------Poohpa
This is a time that I enjoy almost as much as Christmas.
Could this be because I am just a big kid at heart.--Duh
Last year for the first time, I was able to take off from work and work the early Friday morning performance.This free for the disadvantaged kids for the Tarrant county area.Lots of fun for kids that do not get do much of this type of stuff. Smiles every where, some on kids,mostly on Shriners. We party hard but work hard for the kids.
Pictures will come.
If you are in town Oct.9th-16th, come take in our show.
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
Galveston
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
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
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Crap shooters
My sister ,Debbie,and my other sisters have my humor-rude ,crude,silly,childish,and even profane. At the cook out for sister from Utah,she gave me a box of crap shooters.Just imagine what it could be.
A whole box of foam turds..Yep that's right turds-brown bombs-poop-dookie. They even a rubber band attached so you can shoot them across the room.
Flying dookie.What else can a real man expect from his sister? Lord knows that I am so proud of her. The grand daughter spent the night shooting dookie all over the den.Life is good-----Till next time --Poohpa
Monday, June 28, 2010
Cook out
Rug rats every are where
Tammy-Poohpa-Vickie-Russ-Debbie-Becki-Mom
This is my kids and some of my neices and their husbands.We had a cook out for my sister (Becki) and her boyfriend (Riki).
We had a small turnout,about 31 showed up. I fixed 30 burgers,30+ dogs,and about 5lb. of smoked sausage.No one died from the food. All of the kids had fun and played for hours out side, even though it was 95f,a few tears but no blood. Every one brought chips,water,and buns.
We had a great time and the fellow ship was great.
Life is good when you have a good family,mine is the best,we love them all.
Friday, May 14, 2010
Fish Story
Going to the Ranger game with my son remined me of a story I told him years ago.
We had gone fishing with my father in law when my son was about 8 or 9 years old. We had not had any luck and we were on our way back home.
He ask me if I ever had pet when I was his age.I told him I had caught a catfish and took him home with me. I told him that I kept him in a rain barrel and would feed him every day.After a while he come to the surface and greet me. Soon I got to were I could pet him and play with him,he was amazed that fish would let me play with him.Soon I would take him out of the water.After that I said he lived under the front porch out of the water and I played with him every day. I even named him Marvel. Then I said nothing else.
About 5 minutes later he ask "What ever happen to Marvel?"
I told that it had come a big rain and Marvel drowned.
The poor boy had been had and he knew it . He laughed so hard he had an asthma attack.
I love messing with kids. Lord help me I am bad.--Poohpa
We had gone fishing with my father in law when my son was about 8 or 9 years old. We had not had any luck and we were on our way back home.
He ask me if I ever had pet when I was his age.I told him I had caught a catfish and took him home with me. I told him that I kept him in a rain barrel and would feed him every day.After a while he come to the surface and greet me. Soon I got to were I could pet him and play with him,he was amazed that fish would let me play with him.Soon I would take him out of the water.After that I said he lived under the front porch out of the water and I played with him every day. I even named him Marvel. Then I said nothing else.
About 5 minutes later he ask "What ever happen to Marvel?"
I told that it had come a big rain and Marvel drowned.
The poor boy had been had and he knew it . He laughed so hard he had an asthma attack.
I love messing with kids. Lord help me I am bad.--Poohpa
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Ranger Game
I went with my oldest son and his two girls to see the Texas Rangers win today.
I did not care if they won or lost. The only reason I went was just to be with the girls.If they win thats all right,but ice cream sundies in a ranger cup is way more important to me. My goal in life is to make them think Iam crazy and that I will buy them crap to eat.Life is good and we had a great day----PoohpaSunday, May 9, 2010
Mothers Day 2010
Amie and Sarah
Group discussion
Peyton and Hailey
Hill roll
Nene and Abbie
Peyton
Kasey
Andrew and his DadFor Mothers Day our kids took us on a picnic to the park.We had a great time and it was cool and damp. The kids fed the ducks and played hard. Great day and lots of fun.
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