Quiet Weekend

I think saw Uncle Woody this morning, I swear it had to of been him. When our eyes met, he paused and took a second glance. This person was of shorter stature and had full beard. Most of his hair had gone gray but he obviously had been a red head. Jake’s forehead and Val’s stress lines were also very pronounced.

It has been so long since we have seen him it could have been anyone. Maybe I should have tracked him down to say “hi”, but he was on the other side of the fence at U-haul….And I was sitting in the parking lot at Club Oasis. Being Sunday, the situation seemed somewhat hard to explain so; I ignored my urge to run after him. What would grandma think?

So on another thought ~ never, never, never-ever, just jump out of the truck in a bar parking lot, especially on a Saturday or Sunday morning. Where do drunken people go to purge the poison? The parking lot…but being my lucky day, I saw IT before I stepped out of the truck. Poor sucker lost their smokes along with the $40 worth of cocktail drinks.

K went camping in “Seward” for the weekend with a friend. She was so excited to go, this time it was going to be in this huge motor home with electricity, toilet, shower and even heat. Not the way we do things….for us it is… I get the camper, the kids get the tents, and J fishes. We do it the “clan way” no power, no water, no heat, and no poop house. If it is not broken or stolen, it cannot enter the “HOLE IN THE WALL”.

So anyway… I said “Seward” because K never left town. They spent the weekend at her friend’s house because it was raining in Seward. She did not get her stay in the motor home, but was not at all disappointed. They built blanket forts in the living room and roasted marshmallows in their fireplace. They spent their days running all over town shopping.

With that said, the rest of us had a very quiet weekend. Saturday T, D, and I hung at the mall, while J slept in the truck. When we got home I took a long nap, this is great way to pass time when you are trying not to smoke. We then went to dinner and dropped T off at a friend’s house for a sleepover. Today I helped decorated for a wedding (that is my excuse for being at Club O at 10am on a Sunday morn), I think it looked all right when we were done. Someone there asked me “where’d you learn to decorate”….I had to give the McLay’s credit for that one.