Weight Watchers Saturday!! OOPS! I Didn’t Go!! More Dancing!!

Being the party girl that I am now, I went out Friday night with my son.  The wubby and his girlfriend were here and they are early risers.  I mean like they get up at some ungodly hour in the night morning. This means they go to bed at some ungodly hour in the evening at night.  I’m talking 9:00PM.  My night is just beginning then. Yes, you two, I’m talking about you!!!  Ha! Ha!

Actually I love having Leslie over.  She is the best. But her and the wubby do get up with the birds and then go bird watching and evidently the best time to do that is freakin’ early.

Leslie!  This is probably very early in the morning.  I am probably soundly sleeping.  She and the wubby are on the hunt for some elusive bird.  They sure do have a good time doing this.  I give them both kudos for going out and doing what they love.

Anyway,  Damon and I are respectful and we were being quiet so as not to wake them but by 11:00PM we were tired of being quiet so we left the house with the police scanner to see what was happening in town.  We drove by the local bar, Grumpy’s Pub (they call it the last dive in town),  and decided to stop in.  This is where the old sign from my store is hung up over the pool table.

Damon met up with a friend who was with a young couple.  The girl and I ended up talking the rest of the time.  She was a really sweet girl.  Damon played pool and some old man asked ME to dance.

I didn’t bring my cane in because I wanted to look cool and not like an old lady.  Now I say some old man, he probably was my age,  but everyone my age looks so old.  What’s that all about???  I’m so young in my head.   Now I’m thinking as he’s standing there, should I be dancing without my cane? Could this possibly be a good idea?  I’m not wearing a $1400 ass bag.  Also, I have been drinking.  Now let’s look at my history.  I’ve already broken my ass once.  I’m wobbly when I’m sober.  This could be a bad idea.

But I’m looking good so I figure WTF and I said yes to him.  So there we are.  I’m trying to dance without my cane and two drinks in me and not fall over.  Then he starts like twirling me around. Like doing the jitterbug or something.

OK, this wasn’t exactly what it looked like but it was close.  OK, I exaggerate.  It looked nothing like this.

Holy Shit!!  It’s amazing but I didn’t fall.  After the dance we parted ways.  I said thanks and went over to Damon to save me from further ass problems.  I didn’t want to push my luck with the dancing thing.

The unfortunate thing is I forgot my camera.  I would have had Damon make a video.

Then we left and went to yet another pub.  This was The Courtyard, owned and operated by former Boston Bruin, Jay Miller.

The Courtyard, but picture it at night.

Damon of course, met up with another couple of friends.  I ended up talking to one of the band members of the band I saw at this bar a couple of weeks ago when I got my lap dance.

We stayed until the bar closed.   Oh, don’t worry, Damon doesn’t drink and he drove. I came home and didn’t even set my alarm for weight watchers.

So that is why I didn’t go to weight watchers.  Lame excuse, I know.  But I sure had fun.

Check This Out!! “Crazy Talk With Joan” at The Bead Den!!

The Bead Den has been working on a new program on her computer.  You take a still photo and make the lips move and give it facial expressions and then dub in the voice.  I let her use me as a test subject.  It is hilarious.  It is so funny to see my photo on You Tube but her voice coming out of it,  my lips moving and in sync with her voice and my eyes blinking.  Here is a link.  She calls it “Crazy Talk With Joan”.  It’s crazy alright but I love it.

I’ve been really busy this week trying to get all of Damon’s affairs in order so he can move to South Carolina. Now I find out he lost his debit card along with everything else. I’ve thought of just laminating everything and super-gluing it to his body like a tattoo.  We’ve also been hanging out together a lot.  I don’t know when I will see him again once he leaves.

I’ve been cooking up a storm.  I can’t believe how much 5 adults eat.  Especially when 3 of them are hungry men. I went to the grocery store yesterday with my brother and I bought broccoli for one meal. My brother asked me why I was buy so much.  Ha!  There wasn’t one drop left over. We had it with Jerk Beef on Jasmine Basmati rice.  I told my wasband it was named after him.  I’m glad he can take a joke.

Today I am cooking in the crock pot again.  This time it is Orange and Dijon Pork Chops.  It’s a new recipe.  I hope they like it.  Tough luck if they don’t!! 🙂

It hasn’t been cooking long so it doesn’t look that good yet!!

I do miss my routine though. I get up in the morning and my son is on the computer so no blogging for me.  I try to get on in the afternoon and the wasband is on.  I try to get on at night and the boys are in the living room watching sports or playing Texas Hold Em’.

I will miss my son when he leaves but I will look forward to my routine of blogging and hunting down dumbasses.  There will be a lot less of them now that the tourists are going home. That’s good in some ways but who can I laugh at.  Oh, the wasband is home during the week.  I always have him. Only kidding, Wubby!!

Damon and I at Wal-Mart! Includes a Short Video!

Damon and I went to the dreaded  Wal-Mart today because he has been sleeping on the floor without an air mattress so he decided to buy one so he could be a little more comfortable at night.  I hate shopping there but there are no stores left in town where you can buy an air mattress.

Damon took this short video of me on the cripple cart.

When Wal-Marts go bad!! Damon saw this in Alaska!

Damon took this photo of a black squirrel today as we were taking a ride.  We very seldom see them around here.

We took a nice ride and got to talk a lot.  We both had a good time.

The Registry of Motor Vehicles Sucks!!!! Get Human!!

I spent about 5 hours dealing with the registry of motor vehicles yesterday.  Damon has a Florida license which he lost (He loses everything.  He’s just like his father) .  We are trying to get him a Massachusetts driver’s license so he can just use my house as his main residence.  He travels around so much it’s crazy to switch his driver’s license every time he moves somewhere new.

We went to the local registry to see what is involved in getting a Massachusetts license.  After waiting in the queue for 45 minutes we were finally told that we needed a certified driving record from Florida, and two forms of ID.  Fortunately he has a passport but they want his social security card which of course he lost.

We went home and I proceeded to try to find the correct person to talk to in Florida to get the above driving record.  OMG ( Acronym for I hate those fucking telephone menus and I am going to murder some one soon.)  I was on the phone for over three hours going from one effin menu to one dumbass after another then another effin menu then another dumbass.  You’ll notice on my next video I have half the hair I used to.  The rest is on the floor next to my computer chair. I was pulling it out while listening to the worst music in the world as I sat there on hold.

Finally I was able to get the correct answer to my one simple question.  At one point a woman could find no record of Damon ever having a license in Florida.  I know he did because I got him a duplicate the FIRST time he lost it.

Now I have to deal with the social security aspect of the thing .  I hope his passport will be enough ID to get him a new card.  We will go there today.  Wish me luck. No, wish the person who waits on me luck.

Now to top it all off.  The Wasband has decided to get the minivan fixed and put it in Damon’s name.  To transfer the van to Damon we need the title which of course the wasband lost. Also the front plate was stolen in Buffalo.

This is the minivan.  Notice it is parked next to the rubbish and recyclables.  I hope the trash people  don’t take it by mistake.

Do you see a trend here?   I am left to fix this mess because the two of them combined couldn’t sort it out.  No offense to either one.  I love them both but I wish they would quit losing stuff. I still have my original social security card I got 43 years ago.  To the wasband’s credit, so does he.

Here is a link to a list of companies and how to avoid there menus and talk to a human (I hope they are human. We are probably outsourcing to some other planet and speaking to reptilian aliens.)

“Hello, May I help you?”

Home Again, Home Again!! Happy Birthday Dad!!!

The last time I saw my son was on December 27th, 2007.  It was a heartfelt reunion.  I have missed him dearly.  I got the biggest hug from him ever. Then he told me how thin I felt to him.  He drove all night to get here.  He likes to drive on long trips at night.  It took him about 10 hours because he made some stops to rest.  It’s about 500 miles.

His sister said he can stay at the house for a couple of days but that’s all.  Now he has to decide where to go next.  I think it will be towards South Carolina.   He managed to drive the minivan all the way home.  I’m amazed the thing made it.  The transmission is shot.  It’s going to have to be junked which will leave him without a vehicle when he leaves here.

Damon and Yoda–So happy to see each other!!

I took this photo this morning just after he got home.  It’s a little blurry because I got no sleep last night.  We had a good day today.  In the afternoon we went and got him lunch and went down to the beach and then took a ride and just talked.  He finally got so tired I had to take him home so he could finally get some sleep.

Today would be my father’s 94th birthday if he were still here.   Happy Birthday Dad!!!

I might be a little scarce over the next couple of days so I can spend some time with Damon.

Signs of Autumn

The first sign this morning was the 55 degree temperature. We’re talking Fahrenheit here, folks.  I just found out that 55 degrees is the perfect temperature to store wine.  I actually had to wear a hoodie when I took my daughter to work at 7:45 AM.  Yes, I was up that early.  Usually I roll out of bed at about 10:15 AM.  But if I want a car for the day I have to bring her to the boat.

Wine gives me a headache!

The next sign was the multitude of children standing on the side of the road.  Of course that meant school buses were on the loose.  And that meant a lot of stopping and going, almost like summer traffic.  And you have to stop.  They frown on you if you don’t stop for school buses.  Actually,  I am sure they do more than frown on non bus stoppers.

Don’t get me wrong, I love children.  I always stop.

The next sign was somewhat scary.  I felt like I was living out a scene from Alfred Hitchcock’s “The Birds”.

Are they running for the school bus or from the birds?

I look out my front window and there are black birds everywhere.  They are lined up on the telephone wires.  They are on my front lawn.  They are in my driveway. They are in the road.  Seriously,  I’m wondering if they will attack me when I go grocery shopping.  Well, no matter, I have my cane. (I think they are grackles getting together for a meeting to decide when exactly they should go south). I hope they leave town soon.  They are eating up all my bird seed. They are greedy birds. They are also noisy birds.  I prefer the sound of the pinkletinks in the spring.

I just noticed another sign of Autumn.

My flowers are dying in my window boxes. Probably because I keep forgetting to water them lately.

I am back from grocery shopping.  I wasn’t attacked by birds—THIS TIME!  The store seemed almost empty compared to summer.  I was able to race down the aisles in my cripple cart. If you call full speed in one of those things racing.  Oh, and there were pumpkins at the grocery store and lots of Halloween crap.  They already have the costumes out.

I made this video Tuesday of the empty beach. It’s short.

And last but not least I can’t help but remember seven years ago today when I look at this photo of my son. I will say no more about it. We all know what today is.

Insight To My Heart– A Song Meme To My Son

I got tagged by Wendy at Life With Buck to do this meme that was created by Little Miss Sew ‘N Sew
and Wendy.

Rules forInsight To My Heart”:

Post the song that just gets to you every time you hear it.

This song has always gotten to me.  You are all going to recognize it.  It really doesn’t need an introduction.  This song reaches out to me on so many different levels.  I’ve posted the lyrics also.  I picked this version because the crowd in the audience was so moved by it too.

This song is dedicated to my son. The first stanza is him.

You who are on the road
Must have a code that you can live by
And so become yourself
Because the past is just a good bye.

Teach your children well,
Their father’s hell did slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams
The one they picked, the one you’ll know by.

Don’t you ever ask them why, if they told you, you would cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.

And you, of tender years,
Can’t know the fears that your elders grew by,
And so please help them with your youth,
They seek the truth before they can die.

Teach your parents well,
Their children’s hell will slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams
The one they picked, the one you’ll know by.

Don’t you ever ask them why, if they told you, you would cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.

Tribute to My Son

 This is just an experiment to see if it would work.  These are just a few of my son’s fishing photos. Fishing is his passion.  Hopefully he will get to do some fishing soon.  There are not a lot of fish to catch in Buffalo right now.