May 8, 2020
A Week In Camp Would Do Me Well
Last weekend while in Cary we ate like royalty, this week more of the same (except for hot dogs, red hot hot dogs) and tonight SWMBO went to Cox's for takeout, Queen's cut prime rib, get it?
Moving on, we have a special on this fan this week:
I wonder how many thousands of these we have sold in the past, and sure enough as soon as I announced it we got orders for several pallets.
Selling is easy, anyone can do it! Especially when it is a product that is priced correctly, performs exceptionally, is in stock and can ship quickly; hey, what is the common denominator? Anyone care to guess?
At the time of this post it hasn't appeared yet, they are subject to censorship and may not make it, but it has to do with mothers duhhhhhhhhhhh I know SWMBO had it rough, especially with a husband who wasn't that good at being a father and wasn't around all of the time, but honestly, how do young mothers do it now during quarantine? With all of the other duties let us throw in teaching, and by the way all of the kids are at home all of the time!!! Notice how I compartmentalized all of mothering into "all of the other duties?" While you're dipping your bullets in poison and looking up my address throw in "giving birth." A day isn't enough, I say let's give them two days.
And not to spoil the surprise but I gave SWMBO her fishing license for Mother's Day. I know I spoil her, but that is a Riley tradition, except for the fact that Dink loved to fish, as did my other mama Lottie.
Tomorrow is an off day, Sunday we fish, or I fish, we or I will have to see. Hopefully I will post some pretty ocean and maybe even fish pictures next week.
In the words of the credit manager at Trion so many years ago: happy mudders day to all you mudders.
Oh yes, what camp you asked? Don't ask.