Hello..Happy Saturday night

Homework was made for this quote.....

"Why do today what you can put off to tomorrow."

Town painted and now winding down towards bed, my work is done.

Woof!
 
I got my kids. My mans is having a kickback. I was going to go over there get drunk, take pills and gamble. But now I changed my mind. Imma just stay in the house with my kids and watch a couple of movies.
 
My wife is helping a coworker by working her overnight shift so the Mrs is taking a nap now before going in awhile. Im relaxing on the couch with both my little boys watching a Chimpmunck movie !?
 
I'd be in bed like one should be at this late hour but I have to pick up the youngest.
 
Howdy pink. Bravo for your procrastination because honestly homework never did anyone any good. It's an unwelcome invasion of one world into another. Viva la Resistance, I say.

I'm at home tonight because I ran out of clever things to pass the time after I opened the front door nude to the Instacart delivery person. And the pizza guy...UPS...my lawn care people and some Jehovah's witnesses. For the last ones I did the helicockter maneuver and was like, "Witness this ya'll!". My wedding tackle was flying around with more activity than a California wind farm. WHAF WHAF WHAF WHAF WHAF! Right?
I thought it was going to be sexy, you know? Spontaneous and thrilling, the way so few things are anymore. Like a chance encounter that changes your life.

Anyway now I'm doing some online shopping. http://www.privateislandsonline.com/

After that, maybe I'll go watch a few Daredevil's on netflix because that is some seriously watchable shit.
 
I did yard work. Three loads laundry. Then I went to happy hour. Drank tequila. And a fancy cocktail. Ate a nibble or three. Talked to the barkeep about tequila. Left. Bought an HD cord for the tv. Now I am making a grocery list for tomorrow and google searching for a brewing supply store that's open tomorrow. Yay. My life is so exciting. Yeah.
 
I did yard work. Three loads laundry. Then I went to happy hour. Drank tequila. And a fancy cocktail. Ate a nibble or three. Talked to the barkeep about tequila. Left. Bought an HD cord for the tv. Now I am making a grocery list for tomorrow and google searching for a brewing supply store that's open tomorrow. Yay. My life is so exciting. Yeah.

Hey Sinny, right on! that's a well-handled Saturday, chica. Hey I was thinking that uhh.....*shuffles feet* that, you know...if you're not busy sometime maybe we can compare private islands?

itscoolifyoudontwantotho.
 
It's Sunday here. Yesterday I spent the day de-Mum-ing (she had been visiting for 11 days, long enough to turn my house upside down) before drinking a whole bottle of red, reading the last of my book, and soaking my feet.
After the first sip of wine, the entire day faded away.... :eek:
 
Hey Sinny, right on! that's a well-handled Saturday, chica. Hey I was thinking that uhh.....*shuffles feet* that, you know...if you're not busy sometime maybe we can compare private islands?

itscoolifyoudontwantotho.

Expect a bird to arrive on your porch. A very small bird. A tiny bird with a little silver flask around its neck. It will chirp at you twice, then you will know it is the right bird. Inside the flask, you will find a single thimble full of sotol, plus directions to my private island. Once you secure the tiny map, you will need to purchase opera glasses to read the tiny map, but also to use on the boat. I will send a kangaroo with the key to the boat. Watch for it. Xo
 
I worked hard all week, and did fuck all today. We left around 8 to have dinner.
MMMMmmm Gyros
 
I did yard work. Three loads laundry. Then I went to happy hour. Drank tequila. And a fancy cocktail. Ate a nibble or three. Talked to the barkeep about tequila. Left. Bought an HD cord for the tv. Now I am making a grocery list for tomorrow and google searching for a brewing supply store that's open tomorrow. Yay. My life is so exciting. Yeah.

All lies!

:)
 
Was in office from afternoon until early evening. Went to go get a fresh gin bottle afterwards. Am home now with a fresh glass, cranked tunes and will do two or three more episodes of Daredevil later when I make some late-night eats.

My town-painting nights are usually Tuesdays/Wednesdays unless I get called out for drinkies n' eaties or something's going on at a venue I wanna peep. But as much as I do enjoy socializing, I appreciate keeping it strictly homeside most of the time. I've made my living space a comfortable sanctuary and best of all, the bartender here does unlimited pours. :D
 
We went out last night.

I've been busy housecleaning, taking out the resulting trash, doing laundry, going for a walk, posting here, getting drunk to deal with the resulting back pain, putting away stuff, organizing stuff for next week, etc., talking to surprise guests, but mostly being domestic.

Don't get the wrong idea. I don't usually do this much crap in one day, and I'm thinking it was a bad plan. Oh well. We'll see how I do tomorrow.
 
Wiped the dust off the 9er and went to a car club meet this morning. Scalped the lawn this afternoon. Scalping really helps the Bermuda grass take off. Take-out sushi for dinner, and just had a slice of homemade buttermilk pie.
 
Expect a bird to arrive on your porch. A very small bird. A tiny bird with a little silver flask around its neck. It will chirp at you twice, then you will know it is the right bird. Inside the flask, you will find a single thimble full of sotol, plus directions to my private island. Once you secure the tiny map, you will need to purchase opera glasses to read the tiny map, but also to use on the boat. I will send a kangaroo with the key to the boat. Watch for it. Xo

I'm picking up what you're putting down, my man is packing an array of banana hammocks as I type....
I just got a tweet from dolf....hold on...

Wait. A bird. A chirp....the bird, the choker, the flask, the drink, the map....the bird. The bird. Goddamn I love a mystery! I'm hot on your tail, huggybutt...if you get my drift...
 
I put the boy to bed about four hours ago and promptly fell asleep with him. Quick-kick to the face as he moved around woke me right up.

Now that I'm awake again, the evening can start. First up, dishes.

That's how I roll.
 
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