Who's a Fat Bastard - No Bozo

May 31, 2014

     A funny thing happens when you stay up late, around a campfire singing and talking with friends. I mean, besides the obvious filling your heart with joy and happiness. You find yourself alone, with the embers slowly dying, still strumming your guitar and you realise, Holy Crap, it's after midnight, everyone has left, and I haven't written a word! That's why I posted last night at 3am. 

     That's also why I was awakened at 10am by the arrival of the birthday girl Jennifer, Christian and the Grandkids. I didn't even have a cup of Java in me. I look out the window, and Christian already has the pieces of the pool spread out. 

Started out with a couple of "helpers"

Soon it looks like a city job! 

Find the AD, must be a union gig! Hint, it's her birthday!

Fortunately, the fear of actual work drove them off!

     It took about half an hour to put it up and turn on the water.  

All we need is Kids!!

     Jennifer, being true to her Scottish heritage, invited us to Denny's for her free Birthday meal. I always go on my birthday too. I like free. 

Jennifer and her Mom, Sharon.

Jennifer and her daughter Isabella and Lisa's giant sandwich!

THIRTEEN DOLLARS!!!!

     I can't help it. It's a piece of chicken on a bad example of a Cesar salad. The avocado was good.  I ate it all.

So many chocolate chip pancakes. (sigh)

Thirteen dollars(sigh)

A new cup and a big smile.

      Came home and hit the Green Room for a workout. First the stairs. 
 Four stair stretch.

..

Touch them every time. I have long arms.

 Then I do ten Girly stair push ups

Moving so fast I'm a Blur!

     On to the Princess Barbie Workout Mat for my daily sit up humiliation.

     Back on track with the crunches. Ten sets of ten and it didn't hurt till I was past eighty. Even the last ten I did without slowing down too much.

Flying feet of crunches. Belly hump in the background. Not exactly flattering.

   Lisa was busy so I had to take these with the timer. That's why I cut my head off while riding the Maiden.

Hi Ho Maiden Awaaaaay!

Which I did for an hour. Homeland is not going the way I expected. Twisty! Diggin it.

     I only mowed the back forty yesterday for the BBQ. I still had the rest of it to do. So I did. "I am Lawn Boy hear me Mow!"

     Well tomorrow is weigh day. Finished off my day with another one of Lisa's fantastic Hamburgers, a sausage, Cole slaw and Squatch salad. That may, or may not still be with me tomorrow. 

Send a bun...please...

     Things are getting better but not back to normal yet. Stupid Poop Fairy.

     My friend Swede has been doing the program for a couple of weeks now. I wish him well tomorrow on his weigh day. So far he's doing great. 

     Lisa and I head out to the airport, for our three week trip back to New Jersey. At 1pm. I am going to step on the scale after I shower, but before I get dressed to go to the Airport. I plan on water picking a couple of extra grams off! 
     We have a six hour layover in Montreal, after midnight. I wonder if you can still hear the Habs fans weeping?
     Lisa has just informed me, my clown hair is not going on this trip. 

Clown hair

Clown Hair, Top View.

     Pretty much, since we have been married, Lisa has cut my hair. It's always the same. I grow it till she can't take it anymore. Then she cuts it all off and I start all over again. 

Who's got clown hair now.

     

     When she first cut my hair it took her an hour. Now she could win a sheep shearing contest! Sometimes she hog ties me ! Just for fun!

Would you cavity search this man?

But in the end ...no cavity search!
That's all I got.
Till next time 
Peace Out Ya'll

©2014 Dave Squatch Ward