Who Says White Men Can't Dance?
Another week at home doing whatever it is I do. Business is slow so it has been a good time to get some of the estate stuff done. I need to publicize that the bureaucratic red tape machines have been very cooperative and hospitable so far, not at all what I expected. I would like to think that opinion will remain the same but I have to figure not. Regardless, so far I have been treated efficiently and with condolences. Nice.
Some business opportunities here and there, surely there has to be a pony in here somewhere. It is amazing to see high temperatures nationally and a very unhealthy air conditioning season; usually hot weather (and for that matter cold winters) break things that need to be fixed or replaced. Could it be our industry makes stuff too well?
Thirty-two years of wedded bliss were celebrated yesterday. OK well, we have been married thirty-two years as of yesterday. TAR was in Rockingham which threw off my surprise dinner plans; I had a Stouffer's frozen lasagna ready for the big night (Hey calm down, refer back to my birthday story....................see?) But we can do that later, and it will not be long before Jackson will be back in school and we can return to our new hobby of running around the house naked. Yeah, pretty picture isn't it?
So, does anyone recognize this lovely lady with whom I assume I am dancing? The photograph fell from a book last week; OK, it was the Holy Bible in the sun room. Any ideas? I know where it was taken but I can not figure out who she is. Looks like one of us was having a good time................
Some business opportunities here and there, surely there has to be a pony in here somewhere. It is amazing to see high temperatures nationally and a very unhealthy air conditioning season; usually hot weather (and for that matter cold winters) break things that need to be fixed or replaced. Could it be our industry makes stuff too well?
Thirty-two years of wedded bliss were celebrated yesterday. OK well, we have been married thirty-two years as of yesterday. TAR was in Rockingham which threw off my surprise dinner plans; I had a Stouffer's frozen lasagna ready for the big night (Hey calm down, refer back to my birthday story....................see?) But we can do that later, and it will not be long before Jackson will be back in school and we can return to our new hobby of running around the house naked. Yeah, pretty picture isn't it?
So, does anyone recognize this lovely lady with whom I assume I am dancing? The photograph fell from a book last week; OK, it was the Holy Bible in the sun room. Any ideas? I know where it was taken but I can not figure out who she is. Looks like one of us was having a good time................
Off to MD and PA next week; APR Supply is holding their annual Expo in Hersey. In the past the show has been dramatic in that something usually happens at home; birth, sickness, etc. I'd like to think this year will be more subdued. Golf with the APR gang on Friday morning and then what I know will be a horrible drive home that evening. I have to either find another route around DC or rent a Cessna.
Speaking of a Cessna, happy birthday to my brother Pygmy, or is it my pygmy brother? Either way he turns 60 Sunday which according to my mother makes him about 6 years younger than me. Yeah, it is the new Dink-Math. Maybe I can get him to fly me up there and back?
We opened a new chapter to our lives this week, more on that later.
As the peeps in my hood say Peace out homies.
