I think I need a pocket knife for my birthday.....

Happy Sunday Ya'll,


( Ignore the damn underlining)


Yesterday I was a lazy bum. I took the boat out . Went to party cove.There were quite a few boats anchored up. I found my self a decent spot. Put out 2 anchors,put down the ladder, got my raft and cooler all set up. As I was laying there in my raft IN the water,it was so hot out ,my eyes were stinging because they were pooling up with sweat.


Pretty soon I realize the damn anchors are NOT holding. Dammit. I was drifting FAST ,right toward the shore.If you get too shallow the propeller will be hitting the ground.I was too close to the shore to pull the anchors up.(no time) In my haste to hurry up and get away from the shore,I forgot to pull my raft up.


I started the boat and about 3 second later ...it died. Oh shit. I went back there and looked and what do I see?
The rope (attached to my raft) is wrapped all around the propeller. And the raft is wedged under the back of the boat as well.Great.


I looked in every nook and cranny of the boat for a knife. No luck. "WHY do we not have a knife on this boat?"


I considered yelling out to someone "hey do you have a knife?" But embarrassment won out . Instead after about 20 minutes of brute strength and stepping on the rope a lot,I was able to unwrap the whole stupid rope and free the raft as well.Good times :)


By then I had drifted a couple feet away from the shore and was able to start the boat without destroying the propeller.
The anchors still refused to hold. After pulling the damn things up and moving about 4 more times. I had had enough fun for one day. ack!


Note to self: Get a new anchor!!A BIG one.




Last night the boat dealer had a big party called "Margaritaville"

They had a band and catered food and margaritas.Eva and I went and so did Noesy and G5.

Apparently people can not afford to buy boats until they reach the golden years. Eva and I were among about 10 people under the age of 60.

The party was held outside and needless to say ,it was still roasting hot. Nothing says party like sweating like pigs.







Eva went and asked this guy to dance. Believe it or not HE was the best looking guy there.
Welcome to Arkansas:)












I asked some elderly drunk lady to take our picture.

(awful!) Sweaty pigs:)

And yes ,that's a big ole band aide on my forehead.

Dang, I forgot to get a picture of Nosey and G5.


Today it is supposed to 105 with a heat index of 115.

I think I shall be staying IN all day and cleaning my pig sty. Fun Fun Fun:)

Have a great Sunday peeps!

Luv me

Oh ,please ,quick ,stuff an apple in my mouth....

Ha ha ha ...here's my new motto until spring arrives.















I have been hauling this hideous trunk around for 26 years.
it contains my kids baby books ,old pictures, old letters, their old school artwork...etc...














The other day ,I asked my husband to drag it out so I could "sort it"

(yes, THAT"S how boring it was around here)


He told me to go get some smaller containers to put it all in.
I had actually "felt safe" for 26 years ,having it in that stupid trunk because it was metal.

Well, after watching my steel truck burn before my eyes in about 10 minutes........that fantasy is GONE.


So, this weekend ,as my spouse and his uncle sat around watching movies .......I sorted the trunk into individual piles ...for each kid.



Yesterday ,I go to wal-hell to look for 3 smaller containers. I finally find the perfect ones, only they have 2 containers and NO lids.
ack!!


Today , I go to the OTHER wal-hell. It is much bigger than the one by my house.


They had plenty of LIDS ,but NONE of the containers I wanted. ACK!!!

I settled on some cheaper brand and got myself the hell out of wal mart!!!



When I get to the register to pay , the cashier is an older woman but she has a "helper "
there...so maybe she's being trained or something.






So, before she even says boo to me ...she looks at me and says


"I bet SHE"S over 40, not by much , but I bet she's over 40"

I'm all shocked and mortified. WHY am I being persecuted like this?


Guess they passed some new law..."anyone UNDER 40 " has to be carded for cigarettes.


Thanks for letting ME be one of your unsuspecting gunnie
pig . (lab rats!!!!)

That was actually worse than being called Mame. (wth)




Then , yesterday,I also had to buy a third pair of workout shoes. I have two brand new pairs ...that hurt like hell.


Oh ...and what do I find out?

I had to buy a half size bigger!

Freakin 5'3 with a 8 and a half foot?


Why yes, yes , I AM bigfoot!!!


My mother (sweet thing) used to actually tell people (when I was so big footed , as to wear a size 7)



"If she didn't bend under so much at the bottom , she'd be tall"









So, I have 'effin HOBBIT feet!!!!













Short , fat and NOW hobbit feet!











Wasn't the obesity enough?


Yes, trust me, IT was!!!!!


Pass the body bags please!!! Hide this crap!!!