November 7, 2014
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| The Elvis and Nutmeg like spaghetti too |
I took him to Preschool for 9:30 and dropped him off. I stopped by Mama Lee's place to remind her that we were going to have lunch with Peter today and I would be picking her up just after noon. When I got home I spent the next hour trying to upload that Howling Rat Dog video onto my blog. I finally uploaded it to UTube and put the link on my blog.
Lisa's brother Peter was going to be at the house for noon. He is always at least an hour early. Except today, when I had to pick up Christo. The lovely Lisa had run to the store for some needed groceries, and it was time to go get Christo. I wrote a note telling Peter to sit on the back deck and I would be back soon. I hadn't even got half way to the truck when he walked through the side gate. I came back and let him into the house. "I'll only be a few minutes" I said. I went and picked up Christo. Then swung by Mama Lee's and picked her up as well.
I stopped at the house and Lisa said she would drive Peter in her car and then drive him home to Port Coquitlam after lunch.
Asia Kitchen, formerly China Kitchen was Peter's favourite restaurant. They did a lunch buffet that was pretty good. Not no more! It's now Dim Sum at lunch.
That's great because we like Dim Sum. Peter likes Dim Sum too. As we started to eat I remembered why we stopped taking him to Dim Sum. I don't want to be too graphic. Let's just say I had no idea that a person could put that many Shu Mai dumplings in your mouth at once. Between him stuffing and Mama Lee trying to use chop sticks. I fell on my knees giving thanks to the man who invented the fork! Christo wouldn't touch any of the seafood dumplings.
He did eat two bowls of Chow Mein and he liked the Shu Mai, after I told him they were Chinese meatballs made from dragon's tails. After lunch the lovely Lisa took Peter home and I took Mama Lee back to her place.
When we got home I fired up the Wii. I did my Wii fitness while Christo chattered at me the whole time. That's how I got to be two imaginary years older in one day! At this rate I'll be dead by Christmas! I have to tell you the truth. I was going to leave this part out of the Blog. I was hammered at Wii bowling by a four year old. I'm not talking about a fluke, how did he do that! I'm talking the best two out of three. Okay, maybe I wasn't trying as hard as I could in game one. What my bowling had to do with Christo's bowling, I don't know! He won the first game 164 - 160. " That's it you little Lane Rat no more Papa Nice Squatch.
I won the second game 191 - 182 but I needed three strikes on the last frame to do it. "Rubber match Shorty" I said, not feeling nearly as confident as I hope I sounded.
"Okay Papa" he said. He is so funny to play with. He throws himself into each roll often taking three or four attempts before he gets the ball down the lane. He yells things like "C'mon Baby"
Then rolls a strike and " Oh yeah man, I did it Papa". I lost. Badly!
Thank god his Dad, Christian showed up with Adam to take them home. Before he learned to play poker and clean me out! Bella stayed to play with Matty and Christo went with his Dad. They were all coming back for spaghetti dinner later.
While Bella and Matty were playing drive Papa mental, I was setting up the banquet/card table. I must have told them a hundred times "Play downstairs!" I must not speak six year old, because they were unable to understand what I thought were pretty simple instructions. They wore me down. Like the Colorado River made the Grand Canyon Bella and Matty eroded my resolve. I turned around and they were trampolining on the living room couch. Shrieking in their little kid voices. I went and hid in my bedroom. The lovely Gramma Lisa put up with it for twenty seconds. "Stop that and go downstairs". It got so quiet out there I thought Gramma Lisa had tied them up and gagged them. They never listen to me.
Dinner was cooking away on the stove and Lisa and I had just sat down when the gang started to arrive. We were drooling like Pavlov's dog from the smells in the air. We were just waiting on the boys. Of course we were slagging them for being late, as we got hungrier driven on by the delicious aromas wafting through the house. They hadn't closed the front door when Chef Boy R Lisa started putting the food on the table. We can put twelve around our Banquet/card table for dinner. We needed them all tonight.
I said before that Chef Boy R Lisa makes the best sauce I have ever had and I stick to it. Full of herbs from her garden and the sauce has so much meat in it you could reassemble a cow, or a pig.(the sausage was pork). A great salad and two kinds of garlic bread. I even had a little bit of noodle. Mostly I had a bowl of sauce and two bowls of salad. Yes, I'm still sticking to the diet program. After six months of extreme low carb, and now that I'm back exercising, I just low carb. No bread, no potato, and small portions of rice and noodle a couple of times a week.
After dinner Christian and Adam took the Grandkids home. And we set up to play Screw Your Neighbour. I got well screwed! Not my day it seems. Penny won the first game. Then like a bolt of lightning Barry "Mole Boy" Ho won the second game. That's strange cause he usually sucks at the game. Being of Chinese/Italian heritage he was doomed to be a degenerate gambler by his DNA. Then the lovely Lisa came up the middle to take the third game. She almost covered my losses!
Seeing how it was Gordy's 68th birthday yesterday, my exwife Sharon baked him a Birthday cake. She makes really good cakes.
We sang Happy Birthday and Gordy took off his oxygen long enough to blow out the candles. Like my buddy Maddog Adams says, and Gordy confirms " Every day above ground is a pretty good day!"
We chased them out and the lovely Lisa and I cleaned up. Our friends are some coffee drinking freaks! We went through three pots of Drippy Joe! (No Name Medium Roast) The lovely Lisa was in her pyjamas when I looked up from loading the dishwasher. Papa Squatch Scullery Maid! I offered to wear nothing but an apron but I got no takers. So I started writing this Blog.
Started because I may have eaten one cookie too many. This batch is really sleepy. I was nodding off at the keyboard when I quit with two paragraphs written. As much as I enjoy writing this I have to remind myself this is not my job. I have no deadline other than the one I impose on myself. And as you may have noticed, I work on a sliding deadline! The truth is I have no job. The acting roles are coming further and further apart. The lovely Lisa has killed the idea of me going on tour so ...life goes on. Working when they let me and collecting little cheques from previous efforts. I don't have it in me to play the standup game anymore. Unless I go on the road there is no money in it. The Vancouver scene is a lot of freebies and five minute spots. I was doing ninety minute concert shows when I stopped doing standup.
There you go. My rant for the day. Thanks for reading and share if you like.
That's all I got
Till next time
Peace out Y'all
Lisa's brother Peter was going to be at the house for noon. He is always at least an hour early. Except today, when I had to pick up Christo. The lovely Lisa had run to the store for some needed groceries, and it was time to go get Christo. I wrote a note telling Peter to sit on the back deck and I would be back soon. I hadn't even got half way to the truck when he walked through the side gate. I came back and let him into the house. "I'll only be a few minutes" I said. I went and picked up Christo. Then swung by Mama Lee's and picked her up as well.
I stopped at the house and Lisa said she would drive Peter in her car and then drive him home to Port Coquitlam after lunch.
Asia Kitchen, formerly China Kitchen was Peter's favourite restaurant. They did a lunch buffet that was pretty good. Not no more! It's now Dim Sum at lunch.
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| Liking Dim Sum |
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| I don't like it! |
He did eat two bowls of Chow Mein and he liked the Shu Mai, after I told him they were Chinese meatballs made from dragon's tails. After lunch the lovely Lisa took Peter home and I took Mama Lee back to her place.
When we got home I fired up the Wii. I did my Wii fitness while Christo chattered at me the whole time. That's how I got to be two imaginary years older in one day! At this rate I'll be dead by Christmas! I have to tell you the truth. I was going to leave this part out of the Blog. I was hammered at Wii bowling by a four year old. I'm not talking about a fluke, how did he do that! I'm talking the best two out of three. Okay, maybe I wasn't trying as hard as I could in game one. What my bowling had to do with Christo's bowling, I don't know! He won the first game 164 - 160. " That's it you little Lane Rat no more Papa Nice Squatch.
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| Lane Rat Ringer! |
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| Holy Crap five strikes in a row! |
Then rolls a strike and " Oh yeah man, I did it Papa". I lost. Badly!
While Bella and Matty were playing drive Papa mental, I was setting up the banquet/card table. I must have told them a hundred times "Play downstairs!" I must not speak six year old, because they were unable to understand what I thought were pretty simple instructions. They wore me down. Like the Colorado River made the Grand Canyon Bella and Matty eroded my resolve. I turned around and they were trampolining on the living room couch. Shrieking in their little kid voices. I went and hid in my bedroom. The lovely Gramma Lisa put up with it for twenty seconds. "Stop that and go downstairs". It got so quiet out there I thought Gramma Lisa had tied them up and gagged them. They never listen to me.
Dinner was cooking away on the stove and Lisa and I had just sat down when the gang started to arrive. We were drooling like Pavlov's dog from the smells in the air. We were just waiting on the boys. Of course we were slagging them for being late, as we got hungrier driven on by the delicious aromas wafting through the house. They hadn't closed the front door when Chef Boy R Lisa started putting the food on the table. We can put twelve around our Banquet/card table for dinner. We needed them all tonight.
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| Half the table |
After dinner Christian and Adam took the Grandkids home. And we set up to play Screw Your Neighbour. I got well screwed! Not my day it seems. Penny won the first game. Then like a bolt of lightning Barry "Mole Boy" Ho won the second game. That's strange cause he usually sucks at the game. Being of Chinese/Italian heritage he was doomed to be a degenerate gambler by his DNA. Then the lovely Lisa came up the middle to take the third game. She almost covered my losses!
Seeing how it was Gordy's 68th birthday yesterday, my exwife Sharon baked him a Birthday cake. She makes really good cakes.
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| Not my piece of cake |
We chased them out and the lovely Lisa and I cleaned up. Our friends are some coffee drinking freaks! We went through three pots of Drippy Joe! (No Name Medium Roast) The lovely Lisa was in her pyjamas when I looked up from loading the dishwasher. Papa Squatch Scullery Maid! I offered to wear nothing but an apron but I got no takers. So I started writing this Blog.
Started because I may have eaten one cookie too many. This batch is really sleepy. I was nodding off at the keyboard when I quit with two paragraphs written. As much as I enjoy writing this I have to remind myself this is not my job. I have no deadline other than the one I impose on myself. And as you may have noticed, I work on a sliding deadline! The truth is I have no job. The acting roles are coming further and further apart. The lovely Lisa has killed the idea of me going on tour so ...life goes on. Working when they let me and collecting little cheques from previous efforts. I don't have it in me to play the standup game anymore. Unless I go on the road there is no money in it. The Vancouver scene is a lot of freebies and five minute spots. I was doing ninety minute concert shows when I stopped doing standup.
There you go. My rant for the day. Thanks for reading and share if you like.
That's all I got
Till next time
Peace out Y'all
©2014 Dave Squatch Ward
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