"The rain falls on the just 'n the unjust alike....or so I've been told."
Y’wanna know what’s worse than being sick right before a major holiday???
It’s a rhetorical question, folks…what is worse than me being sick is for She who must be obeyed to come down with the same darn thing…’n it all seems to have fallen upon us courtesy of a little blonde charmer who, wherever she got it from, passed it on to her mother ’n in turn, her father ’n in the course of human events to me ’n Millyrose…So, a big round of applause for Mitzi who scored big-time by taking down at least four adults…
Mitzi loved the chickens ’n the park ’n the big slide ’n the climbing wall ’n wuz bound ’n determined to stay there, so much so that Millyrose gave up ’n called for the cavalry to come to the rescue (I drove to the park, snatched her up ’n drove home)…Well, you didn’t really believe that in this day ’n age, the aging hero w’ud still be riding a white horse…Nah! An unwashed white Toyota Matrix is my choice of steed these daze…for the little jobs anyway, for bigger jobs, I go to the old standby, The 150…(still wish’t I had a barn to park it it howsumever)….
Anyway, Turkey Day is almost upon us ’n I’m the one nuking the chicken soup for Millyrose (only fair)…
Y’know, seems like it wuz only t’other day that I wuz chuckling over brother John ’n the colds he’s been catching from his g’children…I told him I’d been there ’n done that but my g’children are teenagers now ’n they haven’t given me a cold in a long time….Heck! I consider m’self lucky when they call to ask for a ride home from school but that’s life….
That’s life wuz an old joke back in the day…went like this:
“That’s life!”
“What’s life?”
“A magazine!”
“How much does it cost?”
“Ten cents!”
“I ain’t got ten cents.”
“That’s life.”
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