The Busy Bee Gets a Buzz….

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The Busy Bee Gets a Buzz….

Although yesterday looked like it would come in tough, it worked out fine…I stayed busy….

Dropped my ladies off at their respective schools….which reminds me I must get Syd transportation to Canterbury…then made a list of what I’d need to get more off the old to do list….

I spent the day with hammer and saw and it passed in almost perfect bliss….

My old mother did always say…having a bad day….dig a hole….

That hole had no meaning, zero purpose…it was going to be full of the energy that swirled inside of you, trying to make you rot…instead spent…used up…even on a meaningless hole….

The backyard is getting close….very close to being a nice quiet place for soaking up the sun…I’ve never been much of a sun worshipper…but I’ll do it for the wife this year….I’ll sit out there every day I can…

Dug my hole…then a shower followed by hot yoga.  The room was smoking hot…I poured sweat, and it was great.  Arthur, Pesh and I for a quick beer…or 3 afterwards…Boyling was there having milk…..

You know what…it ended up being a good day.

I may have fallen short on sleep, and there will be no catch up today as I await the arrival of the Fedex man with the final epoxy I need to finish my garage…get my bird back home…and focus…daily on getting it done….

Oh…one more item….

Babe…I love your face….  XO

4 hours of sleep…I purchased a mouth guard in an attempt to ward away teeth grinding…but couldn’t sleep with it…today I track down a better one.  Not that the grinding kept me up, I think I only woke myself up once trying to rip out my own teeth….just didn’t have enough…there simply wasn’t enough time….and my darling Charlotte wanted a few trips to the bathroom….her way of testing the water for a trip downstairs for early morning cartoons.

This weekend I finish backyard…epoxy garage…install lift…get bird….

Next week…bird deconstruction and basement bathroom construction…I may not have finished the basement this month…some goals are a bit too lofty!

Fatties Unite

There simply aren’t any fat superheroes….we need to change that…

Just imaging a group of fat men…the ability to crush…easy no brainer…

Flight….hmmmm….well I guess if you jumped your weight could push the planet down enough that you might be able to get around a bit….

We could guzzle huge quantities of beer and spurt it out to mess with criminal masterminds during their getaways….ya….

Well…we could eat and drink our way out of any situation…but these things simply don’t come up…

fat-superheroes, sean russett, kevin parker, andy trafford

Now…that does seem the pleasant picture doesn’t it…

Our good friend Kevin Parker…who is out of the pub this week, maybe even off the pints…has yet to weigh in…

Sadly Kevin knows what happens when you miss the man blog weigh in…

Let’s see what we can come up with…

Here We go…Now to be fair, Boyling had his weight in first today…so…not fair…

But let me tell you something about life…

It is not fair.

Kevin Parker and Richard Boyling
I’m not sure what has come undone here…but considering Parker’s weight lately it certainly wouldn’t be a stretch to imagine it was his pants….

There are a few strained buttons in Parker’s life and I like to think Boyling has nothing to do with any of that!

So the run down:

Vic   225  -4  (I did have several beers a late dinner and some snacks last night)

Beagle   203  -2.2

Trafford  172  +1

Boyling  197.8  -5.7  (late night dairy, you think Parker would work that out of you)

Parker….well…I hate to think about it any more today!

The Quote of The Day

I cannot even imagine where I would be today were it not for that handful of friends who have given me a heart full of joy. Let’s face it, friends make life a lot more fun.
Charles R. Swindoll

It’s simple…my life may be a turmoil…I may have some really bad days…but in all truth…I bet I’m having more fun, even here…than many people ever do when they are on top of it.

I have amazing friends…we live and love…we laugh and cry together…I love each and every one…and they love me!

Kids…today it could be warmer, but at 12 degrees try to imagine its February…we’d all be doing cartwheels!

Wish a stranger a GREAT day!

Babe…I love your face!!!!  I’ll never stop!

 

XO

  1. Anonymous
    May 24, 2015
    Well when one of the guys comes to work with a chip on his shoulder or having a bad day, i tell him to pick up a shovel and dig. It works ..
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