Its 12:44pm Wednesday and I am
'bakin like a toasted cheeser' in the car [84 degrees here in the San Fernando Valley near Northridge] Sam is inside doing all the paperwork for the toyhauler we are buying...
I have been listening to the Bobby Cuts trial in Ohio [police officer who killed his g/f Jessie Davis 9 months pregnant and left their 2 year old son Blake home alone afterwards]
I have been sitting here crying for Jessie's family as they give their statements to the court. How sad... Atleast Bobby Cuts will suffer everyday in State Prison for 57 years being an ex-cop and mother/baby killer!
And that's all I have to say about that...
What else... Sam and I went to Newport yesterday and then we went to go see Grampa... He looks like he is giving up... He hasn't been eating... So I ran to the market with Marlo and bought him the stuff to make Sausage and Grits [I fry up Jimmy Dean Sausage and then put it into the grits] I showed Marlo and his new male RN Angelo how to make it... He didnt disappoint me... He ate it... Whoo Hoo... Sam got him to get out of bed and go in the family room for awhile... but he was soon exhausted and wanted to go back to bed...
We stayed all afternoon and into the evening... after his sister Tina left we left too and went to our favorite hotel "The Sea Sprite Inn" in Hermosa Beach. You know... it sure is loud at the beach! I don't know if I ever could move back there... Cars, Trucks, People walking down the street laughing at 2am... we had the windows open because it was unbelievable weather... I do love falling asleep hearing the waves crashing on the shore tho!
Anyway, after waking up this morning we headed to the 'valley' to pick up the toyhauler...
Now ofcourse here I am telling you all this from home... we made it home with the new trailer... woo hoo...
Its now almost 8pm and Sam is still outside playing with his new toy that he calls 'the expensive toilet trailer' because I HATE the port a potties at the races they are NASTY and besides I was locked in one at World Mini...
[It was a traumatic experience I'm not kidding]
Eeeewwwweeeeee!
Soooo anyway... I am going to bed... You'all come back now hear!
6 comments:
LOL Locked in a port-a-potty. Glad you were rescued! Have a great Thursday.
Phil
i would give just about anything on earth to be able to be near an ocean right now. You are so blessed my friend.
I have grandpa in prayer...you two are angels to go and see him and feed him and just spend quality time with him.
I have followd Bobby Cutts since day one. He should now be shown no mercy after what he has done.
LOVE ya
lj
I guess it has a toilet in it!! bakin like a toasted cheeser!!! hahaha!! I love that. lol Prayers for Grandmpa!! Love ya, Shelly
Of course Grandpa ate for his "daughter." You know I can so relate to that. :-) I despise when people like that police officer are "afraid to die" & "beg for my life" How about her? Doesn't he think she was afraid? Did begging do her any good? ~Mary
Ewwwwww...locked in a porta-potty???? Now THAT is not good!!! (lol)
I would LOVE to live at the beach. I want to retire on the beach. But now, you remind me that I have to retire to a nice QUIET section at the beach!! You know, like a private beach, but then you walk a few blocks to get to the action??
I can't wait to hear about all your fun travels in your new "toy!"
((hugs))
Jeanne
Hop in that trailer and head on over here !! Come on, now, the snow is on it's way !!!
Praying for Grandpa.
E.
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