Birthday Week

Hey People. Hope you are all doing well. I am doing just groovy. First of all, I wanna remind everyone to take a moment and remember our troops. Today is Memorial Day, and we all should remember that without our troops fighting the current wars and all the past wars, that there wouldn't be such a thing as the freedom we have in today's times. We take a lot for granted when it comes to freedom, but that freedom comes at a price whether we lose another soldier to a roadside bomb or from being shot at. Keep the families of those soldier's in your hearts. On to other news, I still haven't gotten my laptop back from the shop. Boy, do I miss the internet. The withdrawal symptoms are horrible. But, in this time of dire boredom, my friends close and a far have helped me through. Anyone that reads this blog, MUST listen to the new song by TRACY LAWRENCE & TIM McGRAW (FIND OUT WHO YOUR FRIENDS ARE). I heard that song last week for the first time and immediately it became a number 1 hit in my book. The lyrics are straight to the point. Sometimes you think you know who your friends are, but this song clearly states how you really know who your friends are. Okay, back to the birthday week. Missy started a week earlier by sending me a card almost day. But, they weren't from him personally. I received one from the Golden Girls, Virgie Arthur, Paris Hilton, Diva Marie, and then one from him and Tommy. On 5-23-07, I missed another day of work due to technical glitch in Rach's car. So, to make the best of the day off I decided to finish cutting the yard. I started trying to cut it last Monday, but the damn lawnmower didn't want to start. On Tuesday, it started but acted like it didn't want to run at full throttle, but with extra time I was able to cut about 2/3 of the back yard before the mower decided it had enough. So, on Wednesday, I went out there and fought with the mower and got the rest of the backyard cut. I came in and took a breather break. I went back out there to fart around with the mower. I wasn't wearing any shoes (like the country boy I am). The mower was by the shed, and I reached down to yank the pull to start it and out of the corner of my eye I saw something black slither towards the fence. I immediately knew what it was. All in the same moment, I was jumping, running, and screaming at the top of my lungs. It was a damn 6ft long black snake. I ran inside to call Rach and Lisa. I thought my heart was going to jump out of my chest. Well, I tiptoed outside to make sure it had gone away and I'll be damned if I didn't see another black snake but it was only a 3ft one. For those who know me, know I am PETRIFIED of snakes period. So, I fought and fought to get the lawnmower up to speed so I could obliterate the plants that were beside the shed to get rid of any hiding places for the snakes. I did the best I could on getting rid of the plants and came back in to relax a little. Lisa stopped by since it was Wednesday and it was the season finale for LOST. Lisa had brought some stuff over for my birthday. She made the day when she gave me LOST seasons 1 and 2 on DVD for my birthday along with a great poster, t-shirt, and a big Great American Cookie Company cookie cake, and a bday card with a man for everyday of the week on it. Michael stopped by and brought his lawnmower since I was having so many issues with ours, and he finished the front yard along with the sides. We watched LOST and I was jumping out of my chair on a couple of occasions. It's going to be a long time til February when season 4 starts. On Thursday, I went to work in a jolly mood of course. Since it was my last day at work before hopping on the hound and heading over to Daytona for a extra long weekend. The weather was a little bit of everything over there. The winds were gusting up to 30+ mph at times. Missy gave me the gifts from him, and I knew they would be very humorous. The first thing was a plate that he had made me (he was drunk apparently, because he made it bass ackwards). Then he gave me a package of badminton shuttlecocks, to remind me to never tell my mother "shut up bitch". He also, got me a shirt, a wacky astray, and the most hideous pair of CROCS you have ever seen. Then, Missy and I went to the Streamline Thursday night when I got to town. I had 1 1/2 hrs to get caught up and get buzzed and it didn't take that long. We thoroughly had a great time. So good of a good time, we didn't even remember the cab ride home. We then partied til the wee hours of the morning. Catching up since the last time we saw one another. Missy passed out around 5am and I was still going strong when Tommy got home from work around 8am. I sat there with him and we talked for a couple of hours about the typical stuff. I finally passed out around 10am on Friday and woke up around 4pm. Missy and I decided we would go to the bar again, and wait on Kelly to catch up with us. Well, that was the first sign that I was getting older, LMAO. I was not at all in the mood to drink anything. We sat down there for a couple of hours and didn't even finish our second beer. Finally, I said, let's hail a cab and go home and Kelly could catch up with us at the house. The funny thing about the cab ride home, was that it was the same driver we had the night before. We didn't even know it, until I had made a comment that I wasn't in the mood for drinking. The driver popped up and said that wasn't the case the night before. Small world LMAO. Kelly, swung by sometime late Friday night, and we chilled for an hour or so. On Saturday morning, I chit chatted with Tommy for a couple more hours and he dropped me off at LaPlaya so Missy and I could hook up with Mary D. so we could go thrift shopping. For once, it was my trip to have the finds of the day. I found this way cool picture framed (will put a pic of it on here at some point). Mary D. got me this fuzzy lamp that will look good in my bedroom. We had a blast like we always do. With Mary D. its guaranteed to have a good time. We went back to Missy's house and had a few shots of Watermelon Pucker, and a few beer, and decided that we didn't need to go out. Some of the best times we have are sitting on the back porch listening to music and talking about nothing, LOL. We ordered pizza and by 10pm we were both passed out from the busy couple of days we had. I woke up on Sunday and packed my bag and waited for Missy to get home from work. We had a couple of shots of Pucker and a couple of beer. Tommy dropped me off at the hound station and I actually was surprised that every part of the trip was either early or right on time. Rach picked me up at the hound station over here and we stopped at Checkers for some dinner. Grant was here at the house doing some laundry and we watched the last 100 + laps of the Coca Cola 600 NASCAR Race. After the race, I crawled in my big comfy bed, and pretty much fell fast asleep and woke up when the cell phone going off at 645a to get me up for work, it just about went through the window. LOL. Well, I think I have blogged as much as possible about the Birthday Week and it's happenings. I wanna say thank you to all my Family and Friends for making it one of the most memorable ones yet. I may be 32 but I still feel just like a kid at heart and probably always will. I also would like to welcome Marian B. to my blog, she is the person I have known longest in life, since I was almost 9 years old. We talked a good bit on the phone and I'm sure she will find my blog interesting for sure. LOL. Well, it's high noon, and I have been working on this for an hour, think I am done for now. Peace out as always.