Pirates and Coconuts
This weekend, my sister and I are off to visit my friend, DiDi to 'volunteer' at her Harley-Davidson Jimmy Buffet picnic on Saturday. What fun! I just wish I had my Beer-wench outfit. Ah well, it will be a fun weekend, I haven't seen Didi in, oh, almost 3 weeks! Unfortunately, this is a family picnic, so there will be no alcohol. (How you can have a Jimmy Buffet party with no alcohol is beyond me, but what the heck?!)
A Cold Snap
Yesterday a cold front came thru and the temperature was in the mid-70's with low humidity. What a gorgeous day! I cut the grass, went to the library and cooked dinner. It got rather cold last night, and I was concerned about Remy with her new haircut. She slept right next to me, under the covers and didn't move all night. Neither did I. (Remember, I'm sleeping in a twin bed!) Miss Katrina, the Little Slut, ended up in the big bed, with my parents, sleeping on Daddy's feet. Around 3am, someone got in a fight with my parents cat, so there was some hissing and some bumping, but now lives were lost and no blood was drawn. I didn't sleep as well as I expected to, but there's always tonite...
Amazing to Me
A few weeks ago, in SE DC, there was a shooting outside a nightclub. The city closed down the club, and no one complained. It recently reopened, with last call at 12:30am, and still no one complained! I can't get over it! No calls of racism, even if the Chief of Police is a white woman. Why is it when things try to be sorted out in Atlanta, everyone plays the race card? Talk about stuck in a time warp! As long as everyone has the 'Us vs Them' mindset, nothing will get accomplished.
More to come...
As things happen, I'll be posting. Thanks for taking the time to read. You're opinions are welcome but if you have to start calling me names, don't bother, I won't read them. As my Dad says 'Opinions are like a**holes, everyone has one.'
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You need to take some margaritas in some sort of cooler, if anyone asks, it Lemonade!!!!
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