Another Plate of Scrambled Eggs

There seems to be a little riff between US Airways and American Airlines. Last Sunday night I checked in online for my anticipated 5:20 AM flight Monday morning. As bad weather was approaching about 8:30 PM I called and asked if everything was on time, I was assured it was. Checking e-mail about 11:00 PM I saw where my flight had been cancelled and they had already re-booked me for a 10: something or another AM flight.......................on Tuesday. Only problem was I needed to be in Mineral Wells Texas for lunch. Hilarity ensued and I ended up with a busted week.

But it was OK, I worked my way to the middle of the state Wednesday and delivered a Dink sofa to Sanford, and then hired an old friend Thursday. Better yet SWMBO got the all clear from Duke MOHS so the sun is a lot brighter today.

As promised there are no fishing pictures; that's because there has been no fishing. Tomorrow looks very iffy, Sunday OK and Monday looks great! Unfortunately the FO has to be out of town Monday morning for work so it's all on the line for Sunday, yes that was a pun. Whether or not you got it, you're hooked. I'll stop. 

Again, no pictures

OK, one:

Keelyn dressed up as a clown for class Wednesday and Holly took this great picture of her clowning around for the school. She was wearing oversized pants, suspenders and Jay's sized 15 bowling shoes. Who has their own bowling shoes? Any way, great picture. 

I am now armed with GoPro, you have been warned

In Town All Week!

And not a knifing  or a fighting or nothing...................

I guess we've been too busy, SWMBO and I kinda pass like ships in the night sometimes. This weekend Elizabeth, Jackson and Daisy are coming to see us, and yes we will take advantage of their inexpensive labor to get the remaining stuff out of Dink's condo. After that on to phase two: getting it out of my garage.................

Hard work has its rewards, my brother bought me this last Sunday at Pete's:

In case you're wondering it is a pimento cheese bacon cheeseburger, yum.
While in downtown Morehead we ran into a distant relative:

OK you got me, a close relative.

The pollen is as heavy as I remember it down east, this leads to nose and throat problems as well as observing those with too much time on their hands:

Is pollenart the same thing as pollinate? Time for a dinkism, the yellow stuff is called polllllmmm.

Let's see, where was I? Oh yes, thinking about going fishing, yes, that's where I was. But where was I going with that? Oh yeah:

Right down behind the courthouse, you can't miss it. That's where all the fish are, right down behind the courthouse. Next weekend will be our annual birthday extravaganza fishing weekend, there will be no pictures, sorry. OK maybe there will be some pictures, but consider yourself warned. One of these days I'm going to hook up that new Go Pro and see what happens. It works fine, I just can't get it to sync with the wrist remote, but then again I haven't tried but a couple of times. This weekend I'll get it figured out. Come on YouTube!

New haircut number 2 processed last night, it is just about at the point where I can't grab it and pull it out, just about right. See that little bandage? The person cutting my hair didn't and I just about yelled but I didn't (I might have peed just a little though, but that will be our little secret)

Lastly, a picture we found going through Dink's stuff. I took this picture in January 1973 as Dr. and Mrs. High walked by in Jim Holshouser's inaugural parade. They were very happy that day, and proud of the hard work they did to help get him elected. Yesterday was their anniversary and I'm sure they had a good time. I can always remember that date because they got married a couple of days before the FO was born....

Happy 61st old boy, hope you catch a lot of fish next weekend.

Off to Texas on the 5:20 AM Monday morning, don't be late!

Beaches Be Crazy

As the dingbatter population increases every weekend is appears as though the local atmosphere increases in intensity weekly, ergo the title.

MooooooHaha

Augusta: need I say more? Good day with the boys and then doggone it if Duke didn't go and win the whole shooting match. There are those among us who think Dink had something to do with that, I guess she has more pull than Dean Smith? Actual conversation overheard behind me as we got out of the plane from Dallas to Charlotte tonight:

Are you going to fire your coach?

We never fire our coach!

Matt Doherty?

He resigned!

(Laughter around the combatants..............)

Good week in Texas but then a little slippage towards the end of the week, need a rep in NC, know anyone? Need a rep in a lot of places, apply in the "comments"

Yes I did get a haircut a few weeks ago. As we went through mama's stuff last week this picture among many others appeared

It became quickly apparent as we went through several lifetimes of photographs that I have never had a good haircut in my life. I think the best was when I parted it in the middle and just let it grow. Sue used to cut my hair and I enjoyed the experience and I know she did the best she could, but it is what it is. I shave in the shower so about the only time I really look at myself is when I get a haircut. We've discussed the "smile" before, won't go there again. But I recently found a video of me looking into the mirror after I got a haircut, enjoy!

Don't tell TAR but my plans have changed, it looks as though I'm in town all next week. We'll just let that be our little secret.

Good News/Good News/Any Bad News?

Good news: a very productive week in eastern NC, my second week home this year and as of early Friday morning no fisticuffs or knifing! Thanks to Sterno and matches I cleaned up a lot of paper sitting on my desk and I am ready to hit the road next week.

Good news: looks as though we have sold Dink's condo, not to jinx the deal but we have a clean offer which we accepted. What a relief to be able to settle her estate within the next 60 days or so. Now for yet another fun part, moving her remaining furniture into my garage for dispersal to whomever may want it. I scared TAR this week when I told her about an old desk that resided in our Mill Street living room forever and is now in the condo. It is a neat old piece of furniture that has a lot of memories but is now dry-rotted (that was when SWMBO said whewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, I thought you wanted to keep it.) So we will say goodbye to a lot of things that tug at our souls to keep, but have no use or need or desire to keep, we're not keeping things just because they were our parents'. Sorry. I wouldn't want to strike a match too close to it. Want an old desk?

And a good week at work, got an order that was more than 10 X the size I anticipated, good news indeed. And a wonderful surprise.

Bad news, well not too bad, we tried but we didn't catch any fish Wednesday, met up with the Fishin Optishin for a short trip to catch a hickory shad, we both knew it was too early but couldn't resist giving it a shot for an hour and a half on a pretty day. He said it reminded him of when we were kids, casting and casting and casting and not catching anything. Oh well, warmer weather and our birthday weekend extravaganza are on the way.

On Monday we get to walk the hallowed grounds of Augusta National for a practice round courtesy of a Christmas gift from our # 1 son. Don't tell anyone but I have an Alan Shepherd-type break-down 6 iron I'm going to insert in my trouser leg.... at just the right time I might drop a Titleist in a fairway and tear me one off; I've been to the course many times through the years, I'm thinking this might just be the last visit. And I've got a plane to catch for Texas Tuesday at lunch, hmmmmmm, might need to think about this a little longer. We hope the weather will be pretty as we walk these very special grounds. So that's good news too.

And since it is Holy Week, enjoy Ken Block in a 845 HP Mustang. 

Don't know if you catch the reason for that and since it is Good Friday I will not be sacrilegious and explain it, not today anyway. 

Years ago Cooper was at Bible school during a summer visit, there was a drama conducted about Daniel in the lions' den, the facilitator stopped the story for the day as Daniel went into the den, she asked them to come back the next day and in the mean time to pray that Daniel would be OK. Cooper announced to everyone that he knew the story and not to worry, he is going to be OK. Many of you have heard me tell this story before, get over it, I hope I can tell it many more times. Good news:this is Easter and the tomb is empty.